hotmtlnovel Black-and-white world
Black-and-white world
Lappland pov
After leaving the doctor's office, I put the blood tester in my pocket, then I set off in front of me, not going directly home. I felt I needed to think so I went wherever my legs carried me.
' But why is it always me? Just now when everything was supposed to work out '
' It was supposed to be me and Blake in the adventure as hunters we were supposed to be happy Blake was supposed to forget about everything. I would be able to be with her this.... .'
With many thoughts that gradually worsened my mood. I don't know how long I walked like this, but eventually the sky became dark and I made it all the way to the city docks. On the way I turned to one of the alleys, after entering which the moonlight fell directly on my face.
Lappland : "I will die in a few years ".
All my life I was on the edge so I was never afraid of death every action and fight is a risk of death or disability. I lived beyond that I enjoyed the fight and the blood on my hands. I fought for the goal, I fought for Blake, it did not matter to me who dies in the end everyone in this world is responsible for himself .
But now this feeling of inevitable death, this is completely different. But I am not afraid, because eventually I would die anyway. What always mattered to me was how I would live than how I would die. However, now my time is limited.
Lappland : " HahAHahahaH"
Laughing, I walk over to the wall in the alley and, resting my bandaged hands on it, I look at the ground.
Lappland : "What am I supposed to do with myself?"
'Now that Blake left Adam everything was supposed to work out for us?
'Me and Blake we had plans, Blake finally look at me. And now? '
Lappland : "Fuck!!!"
Shouting angrily, with clenched teeth I hit the wall with my fist making one of the bricks break .
Lappland " Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"
I shout feeling uncontrollable anger which causes me to start hitting the wall with my fist .
' Why is it always me?
' Is this supposed to be a joke or am I cursed?'
Thinking about this possibility I turn my back to the cracked wall to lean against it .
??? :" It's not fair, right ? But child born like us has no right to love, we have no right to sympathy such is our fate ".
Hearing a young voice I look at one of the dumpsters next to which someone has thrown a mirror. In the mirror I see a gatally emaciated little girl wrapped only in a blanket and with a thick dog collar around her neck. Shaved bald head with tumbled and bleeding bald wolf ears .
A black eye, emaciated cheeks and knocked out front teeth all topped with her silver eyes with a touch of blue . Which, despite the light reflecting in them, look dead.
Looking at the mirror I see that the reflection is looking at me and then she smile sadly to me .
Mirror Girl : " We were born from the blood of a monster and will stay with it forever we have no right to love and to be happy because every time we are close to being happy it ends the same way .Hasn't it always been like this with our bad luck ?"
Mirror Girl: " Just like with a carrot and a stick when we are about to reach the good end, then like with the pull of a stick the carrot flies away further. But you continue to follow that carrot in
' Revenge would cost me too much, even for me it's not that simple. I used to always think about it to go back there and burn that place down. To impale my father on a stake for everyone to see and dance around him. However, this task may be the last one I do. Maybe I will indeed do it, but only when I feel that the end is near. '
Taking a bunch of deep breaths I know that in my condition I can't go home.
'I can't control myself I can hurt blake.'
'I've already done it once. I was so excited at my first time that I bit Blake , and even after that I sometimes feel like grabbing Blake and ... '
Putting these thoughts out of my head, I gather myself despite my anger, with the intention of leaving this alley.
' Maybe I'll go to the bar and get...'
My thoughts are interrupted by the feeling of a hand on my tail.
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My worst self has reached its goal as it was the straw that broke the camel's back. With a feeling of indescribable anger, something in me snapped when instinct took over. Then everything around me became black and white as the world itself took on the appearance of being made of glass .
Lappland :" HahahAHaha