----- 'If only I were still naïve... Would he really love me? Did he... Forget me...' ------ Her face was drenched with tears as she was slapped in the face. She finally cried, as she realized how oblivious she was to the fact that she was a mistake. Something that was never meant to be. Her father had thrown her out permanently, and shoved all her belongings into the dumpster. She scrambled over to get her backpack, and filled it with the things she needed to survive. It was raining again, and the raindrops poured onto her head as the rainwater was mixed with tears. She ran away, her old parasol shielding her as she ran away to the cabin where the boy's aunt lived. "Miss! Miss!" Her voice was hoarse as she hollered, her eyes puffy and red from the tears. She stopped crying now, and waited patiently until the woman opened the door. She ran inside, forgetting to clean her feet on the porch mat. "..." ---- Short, short, update.
---- "Cinna? Cinna!" The woman shook her shoulders as she looked unconcious, staring absent-mindedly into space. Cinna's onyx eyes were glazed as she hiccuped, not minding the rainwater that stuck onto her skin like glue, making her uncomfortable. The woman sighed and grabbe he hand, leading her to the bathroom. ----- "M-m-mom?" The woman raised an eyebrow and sighed, and continued scrubbing Cinna's back. "No dear, it's me." Cinna looked up and quivered her lip, then looked down into the bathwater. "My name is Ms. Johnson." Cinna looked up, confused at what she had said. "You'll be living in here from now on." Cinna slowly nodded her head, not moving as her hair fell onto her face, covering her eyes that had tears on them. "Yes..." ----- Another short update. :0 No worries. I'm not exactly inspirated so my writing is a bit lame.