BROKEN • • • They say, once a villain, always a villain. I, too, once agreed. Once. Now I have been dragged headfirst into the cycle of rebirth, mystery and truth. My name is Serenity Price, and let me show you how it all started. And how it will all end. • • • History class was finally over! I ran out onto the street so see Anika, my childhood best friend. “Nika, hey!” I greet ‘enthusiastically’. “Hey, Reni..” she trailed off. “What’s up? Did ‘SiRe DeNniS’ tease you again? You should really tells Ms.Regalia!” I put on a face to ‘suggest worriedly’, but to that she just let out a soft chuckle and replied, “What’s the point? His mates will just gang up on us, especially is ‘SiRe DeNniS’ gets in trouble.” In case you were wondering, ‘SiRe DeNniS’ is that one stereotypical school bully. His name was actually Dennis Thorpe, but we secretly call him Sire Dennis because he acts like the boss. If he ever caught us, he’d really get us back for it. So yeah. Moving on, I was ‘scared’ for my friend, but I had to go home and change. “Nika, let’s meet at the Rosette Park at 1pm. I have to go home.” “Alright Reni, see ya!” I ‘happily’ pace towards my house. But, a sudden shift in the crowd got me ‘worried’.. hostage? And I was right. A loud voice, similar to Dennis’, boomed on the speakers. “Serenity Price, give up. You can’t run forever.” I, unexplicably, started to run. And as the crowd began to part, I was standing in the middle of the road. As ‘helpless’ as a deer. I could hear Anika’s voice, screaming at me to get off the road. I could feel ‘tension’ in the air, begging me to move, I could see the ‘scared’, ‘confused’ faces, gestures from complete strangers to run. But I couldn’t. My feet were glued onto the road. And then everything changed. The stench of bl00d lingered in the air, a metallic scent. The noise of my ‘loved’ ones screaming at the crowd to move, Dennis’ ‘laughter’, sirens. People’s faces twisting into ‘horror’ and ‘pity’. Headlights flashing in my eyes. And then it hit me like a truck. I was d3ad. Finally. ...but then I met.... him. and he... is everything... • • • I don’t think I’ll show you just yet what happened to my worthless soul, but if I’m still here, you can assume it didn’t send me into a void. If you're wondering who 'he' is... well... you might find out... • • • A/N. lazy af, progressed so quick.. anyways hope you enjoyed , Sydney out <3 P.S. Should I expand this template into a real story? P.P.S. Yes, I am. It's going to be a love story hehe (not that much, really) but it has no fluff or sm@.t because istg I am not a fan. Like, not. P.P.P.S, clues about 'him' in my art dump hehee
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