The past of a fragile soul.A Chapter by Lord of mad men
He went to the office and asked if he could apply for the job opening? He got it because he was the only person to apply.
He headed to art and he pulled Calla aside to tell her the good news. She was happy for him, he hugged her then let go just as fast as he hugged her. They looked at each other beat red. They stood next to each other, The art teacher said Today I want you to paint an outline of a painting. You may fill it in any color you wish as long as it suits the image. He was tasked with painting a vase of roses. He painted the roses stems a dark evergreen. He painted the thorns a light green with red tips. He painted the outer layer of the roses black, inner then inner layer a deep dark crimson red. he painted the core of the roses a bright white. He painted the vase a light gray with black dots. He painted a sunset in the back with such detail that it looked as if you were looking at a photograph. He painted the table a rosewood colored, he painted a grain into the table to make it seem real. He finished first, So he asked if he could use the rest of the time to paint something of his own. The teacher let him. He started to paint a wooded area, he painted moss on the north side of trees. He painted a stream with two deer drinking from it. He painted leafs falling from the trees and dark clouds above the trees. The woods got darker the further they went back. The class was over and he asked if he could take some art supplies home. He was given some supplies to use at his house. He walked her home and they talked the whole time. They talked about their favorite things, like their favorite animals, flowers, colors, trees, bands, songs, and so much more. He opened the door for her and waited till he was invited in. He introduced himself to her mother and father. The house was a big red bricked house with an arched doorway. With a bright red door with a bronze knocker. The walls were cover in pictures of Calla and her family. but none when she was little. The house had a white wooden stairway that turned up to the top. He was asked to sit in the dining room. He sat at a beautiful red oak table. They joined him with meat leaf on the table and they asked him if he likes meat leaf. He had never had it, so he nodded his head. Her dad said " Not much of a talker are you, son?' Well, that is alright neither is Calla, It took us years to get her to talk to us when we first adopted her. She has been a part of our family for four years now. She says "Why do you always have to ruin everything?" then storms off. Elias chases after her. He knocks on her bedroom door, can I come in, Cal? She says I do not want to talk, Fen. I am not here to talk, I want to tell you something. Fine, you may come in. Good, I am glad you are letting me in. He enters her room. The room is Big. The walls are covered in posters of bands and things she likes. He sits next to her. Why, does it bother you if I know you adopted. Because then you will want to know why. No, I do not care that you were adopted or not. Let me tell you, that I have never been shown the kind of love your parents show you. They really love you, I can see it in their eyes. She looks at him, My real Dad hurt me and my real mom let him do it. She did not try to stop him. She was always too high to help anyways. The only reason I am here, Is...Because one time my dad beat my mom till she died. I wanted that man to die every day of my life with him. He got so drunk that he fell down the steps and broke his leg, so I ran away. I have not seen that man since that night. I went home to home for two years. being hurt at one and not being liked by another. Till four years ago, They picked me and They loved me and accepted me for who I was. You are the first Guy that I have talked to besides My new father.
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2 Reviews Added on December 14, 2016 Last Updated on December 14, 2016 AuthorLord of mad menThe void., PAAboutI am broken I am scarred I am twisted I am burned I am corrupted I am warped I am distorted I am me After all this time? Always...... I was born the first day of the tenth month of the ye.. more..Writing
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