One of Them
Author's note: I'm writing this with my best friend, SoffyWaffles17. We started this about eight months ago,... Show full author's note »
LucasShe leaned over and smiled sweetly at me. I put my arms around her and hugged her.
“Isn’t the sunset so pretty?” she said softly. I nodded my agreement. She sighed contently, as she rested her head on my shoulder, her brown hair twisted into a long braid down the back of her blouse.
We watched as the sun set, the sky ranging in a variety of different colors, the clouds like fat puffs of cotton candy and the sky like a piñata almost; colors striping from blue to pink to purple
Almost as beautiful as her.
I remember that day do clearly. We sat in the top of the biggest oak in the forest outside of town, nestled in a gigantic branch near the middle, and I had cleared away all the pokey parts, so she wouldn’t hurt herself when she sat down.
I knew she could fend for herself, but it made me feel like a hero of some sorts, protecting her.
It made me feel like a better person than I really was.
She never knew, really, about all the deep, dark thoughts I had sometimes, about the annihilation of the Supoili race.
I mean, because she IS one of them, anyways.
I tried so hard to change, to get rid of that little evil seed that threatened to grow, but it seemed impossible. Where one sprout died, another popped right back up.
What’s wrong with me? Why- just WHY can’t I change myself to become the man she deserved? Be the man that she used to know, that she sees in me? Bu what if I can’t be like those old Lucas’s that she remembers? She argues that since I don’t remember those Lucas’s, it doesn’t count.
But it does. It really does. Shouldn’t those lives have left a spark in me, led me to be a better Lucas?
I don’t know.
She hasn’t said it yet, but we both know it.
In this lifetime, something’s different.
Something that made me different- has left this soul of evil.
Some things might be the same, but in this lifetime, Sarah and I both know that somehow the story is going to be different.