A fiction story I thought up with so many ideas with the help of Mandi,
since because of her and the pain she had once caused me inspired me. Yes I
know it's very strange really. I own these characters so you have to ask
permission first if you want to use them. And blaaaahhhhhh if you steal
WARNING: For f/f, yuri, shoujo-ai, femmeslash, or whatever you call it. If
you don't like, don't read. If you decide to flame me I will use it for
making marshmallows! Teehee!
I think I'll give ya a better summary then the one ya know now.
Summary: Mana, a goth/punk girl from the city moves to a suburban town. She
has an abusive mother; she's never had friends and never wants any either
until she meets Tallia, a punk girl. Slowly feelings overcome her as she
falls for her friend. But then Tallia meets a boy; she becomes popular and
slowly forgets all about being friends with Mana when she starts promising
but never coming with her somewhere. Mana can't take it, she becomes
depressed and starts cutting herself, adding injuries her mother already
gives her with no one to help heal it.....what will happen next between the
A New Place And........Sorrow?
Mana sat in the back seat of her mother's car, looking out the
window as the car passed several trees. Why did she have to move? She
liked the city and no one ever bothered her there. But now.. they were
going to live in a suburban area, with little annoying, laughing children
playing around outside. And, of course, she had to go to a new school.
Now she had to make sure no one does make friends with her, let the whole
school know she's the loner, that she didn't want any friends at all.
The girl had enough experience to know she could not trust anybody.
Everyone was the same: always betraying one another for they're own sick
amusement. Heck. She couldn't even trust her own mother or family,
although she had never met her family. Her mother never took her to
family gatherings or even family events. Mana had never been to a family
reunion before either.
The car drove on for a few more minutes before passing a sign that
said "Welcome to Shadow Lake Forest!" Mana glared at the sign, hating it
for she had to like in this godforsaken place, though she did like the
name. Soon she saw houses, all the same sickenly colors which she
despised most: Yellow, pink, and light blue.
"My life sucks." she murmured lowly to herself so her mother would
The vehicle stopped in a driveway full of fallen leaves, supposedly
inferring this house has been vacant for quite a while and no one in the
neighborhood had bothered to at least sweep it. The young girl stepped
out of the car and shut the door, or more like slammed which her mother
took opportunity to yell at her for. Blocking out her mother's yelling
she glanced around the neighborhood she would now have to be familiar
with. Everything looked the way she pictured it: just plain boring.
Mana turned her head to a door slam next to her new home. A girl
that looked about her age, thirteen, ran down the front step, obviously
angry over something. She had brown hair down to her shoulders, wearing
baggy black pants, seemingly a bit big for her, and a dark red shirt that
said on the back "You Suck!". Mana couldn't quite see her face as the
girl's hands covered it. 'Must have been crying, poor pathetic soul,' she
Curiosity took the better of the goth girl and she set out
following the other girl, obviously a punk, after telling her mother she
was going to check out the neighborhood quickly. She ran through the
forest, seeing a trail the punk girl left until she heard a distant
crying. Mana could hear the crying gradually grow louder as she slowly
walked closer and hid behind a tree, peeking out to see the crying girl
sitting upon a huge rock in a little clearing. She could hear murmurs of
"stupid boyfriend" and "what the hell is wrong with him?".
This all had to do with a fucking guy? Mana should have known,
girls always cry over guys. She despised guys so fucking much. How they
played girls, were untruthful, and full of trouble. Nothing good could
come from them. A lesson she once learned when she was younger. How she
wished she could erase that memory. Why'd she come out here anyway? 'I
wasted my time coming to see this and hear she was only crying about a
fucking boy?' she thought as she started walking away from this pitiful
scene accidentally snapping a twig. Mana froze where she was, thanking
the goddess she was behind the huge tree.
The weeping girl lifted her head from her hands and looked over
toward the place where she heard the sound. She sniffed, curiously
glancing all around that spot, as if looking for a certain someone to be
there. In a soft voice, partly cracking from her crying she asked to the
nothing that was there, other than Mana, "W-who's there? Devin is that
you? If its you Devin, please come out."
Mana closed her eyes and held in her breath, praying the punk girl
would not come over to check. Receiving no answer the girl slowly went
back to her crying, wiping away tears that streamed down her face
rapidly. She hugged her knees to her chest as if giving herself comfort.
Mana looked back at the lone figure, feeling something in the pit of her
stomach.. most likely sorrow for the girl, but that was ridiculous since
Mana felt sorrow for no one. It was probably just that she was hungry.
The goth girl walked out of the forest after retracing her steps
that were taken and went inside her house, thinking about the girl. 'Heh.
Stupid girl won't get out of my head. Oh well, she will soon.' Mana
walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bite to eat, quickly ate, avoiding
her mother who was in the living room, sprawled out on the couch, that
wasn't really placed anywhere, drunk. 'As usual, at least she didn't
notice me.now to just get to my room without a sound.' She tiptoed
quietly to her room down the hall and opened the door; she looked around.
There was only her bed and packed boxes full of her stuff.
"I'll unpack tomorrow after school. Hell with school, I'd rather be
dead then go there.not like anyone would miss me anyways," she quietly
said the last part, for a second wishing there was someone who cared
about her for once.
Mana practically jumped onto her bed and snuggled against her
pillow. She kicked off her black converse shoes and pulled her black
covers over her cold body. 'Tomorrow. Another day, another living hell to
survive..' Her thoughts trailed off as she drifted off as she went into a
The weeping girl sat on the large rock in the little open clearing
of the forest for a few more minutes before she wiped away the last of
her tears that strolled freely down her face. Right then the heavens
decided to make her day worse as dark clouds started to build up around
the sky, shadowing the land it was over. Thunder roared, being heard from
near and far because of its tremendous sound. Lightning struck across the
sky and ground; the bolts of light lighting up the darkened sky.
She looked up at the sky, wondering if it was just bad luck or the
goddess just hated her. Choosing the latter she jumped off the rock and
headed home at a quite slow pace. Rain poured down, soaking her clothes.
She tried not to shiver as the wind blew. The girl instead ran home.
"I just wish there was someone......anyone to love me, hold me, be
there for me and not throw me away like nothing for once..." the girl
quietly whispered to no one in particular.
Hmmm....well what do you think? R&R please! ^__^