Sorrow, tears of blood
We were as close as the campfire as we could get, after all we went through you couldn’t blame us I guess. Sylvia was out, doing her watch; Reaper was asleep in his tent waiting for his turn. Meanwhile I and Alice were just not able to sleep. She kept sharpening the blade of her scythe, making the shrieking that was making me insane, over and over and over again.
After some while I couldn’t stand it anymore and tried to start a conversation:
“Alice….” I started
“Yeh?”
“You, know we have been travelling for a while now, yet I don’t seem to know much about you…”
“So…”
“If we are fighting side by side I guess I should know more about you”
“Like…..?”
“Why are you always wearing that mask?”
“……”
“So…not telling huh?”
“All right, I guess you are right…. It’s quite a long story, and you are probably not going to like it”
“Guess we will have to find out”
After that she pierced the floor with her weapon and started using the stick of it as a seat.
“Pay attention” she started “as I won’t be telling you twice….it goes like this:”
“I was 6 years old, and lived with my parents my big brother and my sister. My brother was 17 years old and was about to go to college and my sister was only 9 years old, so we played a lot together. Is like she have been born to make people smile, her smile was so contagious nobody was ever sad around her.
One day she seemed to start spacing out. She sometimes just stood there looking at some far away point in the sky. I just couldn’t understand what was on her mind and as soon as I asked her about it she would just blush and say it was nothing. Phew months later I finally understood. She was holding hands with an older boy, about 12 years old I if remember rightly, and kept smiling even more beautifully than she was before. It was more than obvious, even for me, that she had fallen in love.
I started becoming a loner, since I wasn’t much of a friend maker to start with. I expended my time jumping from one tree to another and playing I was an assassin ninja killing shadows. The distance between my sister and I kept expanding as we had no longer anything in common at all.
We stood like that for 3 years, and then the sadness began. One day I just came back to my room and felt surprised by my sister being there on her bed, sobbing. Couldn’t get her to talk so I got from my mother next day her boyfriend had cheated on her with an older girl and left my poor Elise on her own…”
“Elise?” I asked by pure instinct
“That was her name”
“Was?”
“Agh! Just pay attention would you?!” she replied annoyed
“Day after day she kept crying, not getting any better, but worse every day. I just couldn’t stand her anymore so I started roaming around at night when my parents went to sleep. Maybe I was a little selfish, maybe I was heartless, or maybe I just felt she was being ridiculous but I never tried to get her better.
Believe it or not we were like that for 3 more years, until Elise died. She never stopped crying, and I mean literally never, even her corpse kept dropping tears of blood. I forgot to mention, at some point she started crying blood, I guess because her eyes couldn’t stand the crying anymore. When she died my family started splitting, we couldn’t stay at the same place anymore. I moved with my mom and my dad moved by his own; at the same time since my brother was already in college he didn’t came home any longer. I basically stopped talking to anybody but my mom and focused on my school and my exercises, as a “ninja”.
By the time I was 15 things had only gotten worse. I barely made 1 friend and my mom seemed sicker every single day that passed. None the less, the silliest thing I could think was “this can’t get any worse”.
It did…as soon as I fell in love myself. I couldn’t help myself, she was so beautiful for me, so nice to me, so special, I just needed her to be by my side.”
“WAIT!...she?”
“YES!...ISABELLA!...CAN I FUCKING GO ON?!”
“Yes…of course”
“FINE!....as I was saying:”
“I was deeply…stupid around her. I did the things a silly girl does, you know, writing her name everywhere, drawing her, looking at her and giggling. It wasn’t so bad, but people found out.
I won’t ever forget, nor the laughter of my partners, nor the sensation of the first tears I ever dropped, not the pain after she slapped my face, and most of all, not the indignation on her face when she left the place crying pretty loudly.
I felt miserable, wanted to end my misery, and didn’t want to talk to Ryan (my friend) nor my mom. And while I was there feeling sorry for myself I suddenly started hearing a sobbing I searched my house until I found it in my mom’s bedroom door. It seemed like a girl of my age, her hair entirely red her clothes seemed white but were stained. Her eyes though were the ones that frightened me, they were fully black, and dripped rivers of blood that fell on the floor and stained everything she passed by. She looked directly at me and seemed to ignore me, like I didn’t exist.
It seemed to get closer to me, and also that she was invisible o anyone else but me. I only saw it happy twice; it stopped sobbing and started chuckling until her laughter was heard as a roar.
Once was on Ryan’s death.
He was visiting me and he accidentally touched that creature. As soon as it touched him he started crying for no apparent reason. He died 3 months later from loss of blood that he had cried for 2 months by that time.
The second one was when she killed my mom. She purposely went and touched her…she also died 3 months later. When I was at her grave saying my last goodbye…my nightmare became true.
Still laughing she trampled at me. I dodged her and got as far away I could without losing her out of sight. Suddenly I heard some sobbing at my side, finding there were 2 more of those dammed creatures, I jumped backwards avoiding them by 1 second. I jumped the wall and fell on my ankle, twisting it painfully.
I crawled away from them as fast as possible but it was a matter of seconds before they had me surrounded, I felt desperate and sure I was going to die there…I decided that was a good moment as any….
‘Mom, sis…I’m sorry. I should have helped, I should have been there. I should have tried to save the ones I loved the most I should have been braver. The only good thing is I’m going with you so I’ll be able to see you again’
At that time 2 of them suddenly stopped and changed back to something more human like. They were my mother and sister, this filthy thing had turned them!. They looked at me and smiling banished in the air.
I smiled back and was grateful they had left in peace, but I made the mistake of letting my guard down. I felt as three thousand needles of ice stabbed my heart at the same time as I heard a shrieking. Looking down I saw the bloody hand through my chest and was starting to fall to the floor unconscious when I saw the chain….”
“Chain?”
Suddenly I heard a voice from my back which made my jump and fall to the floor, seemed Sylvia was back.
“Yes, I saved her just in time” started saying Sylvia “after that she joined the order”
“Indeed, I’ll take next round ,let Reaper sleep” answered Alice giggling a bit
“WAIT!...THE MASK!...WHY THE FUCKING MASK?!” I asked abruptly
“Oh…here sweetie” answered Alice taking her mask off
Her eyes were entirely black and blood started dripping as soon as the mask went off. She seemed a lot older that her tiny voice suggested.
“I got infected, and still am” she said putting it back again “the only thing that keeps me alive is that I know a cure”
“Which is it?”
“Love, silly” she said walking to the forest
After she left Sylvia let go of a sight
“What’s wrong Sylvia?”
“I’m still worried of what Sorrow said before leaving”
“What was it?!”
“Goodbye Pain, my lil sis”
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