My Moon by S. D. A. (mobi reader android .TXT) 📕

though and my hair curtained my body again, half of it wet, soft as feathers.
I felt childish, shaking off in the sun as I ran out, careful not to get any more hair wet. I left, singing of the bird from faraway. I sang a long time as I ventured the school, careful not to get caught by someone. Until a hand covered my mouth.
"Couroo couroo, my little witch." The voice breathed. "You'll serve me first." A meaty hand reached in front of me, ripping the t-shirt I just put on open, I begged against the hand. It removed the hand to have dry lips kiss my swolen mouth, muffling my words. I bit Burn's lip and he smacked me. I felt a sharp pang in my head as he grabbed my face again. This time, I really struggled. I kicked him, my heart racing, kicked him in his spot as he tried to kiss me. He cried out in pain, and I ran. My legs were light now, the water reannabling them.
I didn't stop, I never looked back. I ran back to the courtyard, and scraped up the tree in the center of it. It was covered in leaves, and hid my pale flesh. The tree was tall and wide, as if shaped just for me. I fell onto the bark and embraced it, biting the skin to muffle my coming sobs. My hair still curtained me, protective of my body. I layed there for a long time until I heard foot-steps.
Inside, my heart was hammering, my brain giving instructions. I clung to the limb I layed on and waited. The footsteps were replaced by scraping. I pressed harder, becoming quieter. My body was weak, it was giving way. I turned, grabbed a branch and ripped it from the tree, "I'm sorry, dear tree." I whispered. I looked at where I had come through, it was the only way in, and safe way out. The face appearing through the leaves made me gasp. The branch slipped through my fingers.
Tristian! No! Why? I gotta get away! I moved farther away, near the edge of the limb, away from him. He moved closer still, his eyes green, staring into mine, he held out his hand. Footsteps came from below the tree and I was about to scream when I heard Burn's voice. Then Mrs. Von Valliere spoke, "I'll have you know Mr.Howe, I don't belive you at all." I was about to call out when she walked away, Burns following behind her, talking about how I was hurt. My mouth opened to scream when Tristian leaped across the limb...
My cry stopped abruptly, and I stared forward in shock. Tristian was hugging me. Hugging me... No one ever really hugged me before, not even my family, just Han and Lu; these arms were familliar and unfamilliar at the same time. Tears pored down my cheeks. I loved the feel of arms around me, it made me feel, safe...
He pulled away, holding onto my shoulders. His fingers went to his lips, showing, Be quiet. I nodded. Tristian spoke quietly, "Are you okay? I saw you run...and..." He blushed. "Are you okay?" he asked again.
"No, I'm not." I said in a fairly audible whisper. I clutched my shirt. His eyes traveled down, to where the seams teared.The green was quickly turned to black. Something like a growl rumbled in his throat. He started taking off his jacket, and I shut my eyes. The soft fabric wrapped around my shoulders and a scent clung to it like perfume. Like snow,
but like the woods. It smelt wonderful.
His arms gently wrapped around me again. I was pulled up against him, my cheek pressed against Tristian's chest. The black was still there in his eyes, but gold and orange speckled it now. When he saw me looking at his face, gold invaded his eyes, leaving just black, no orange. My heart was beating faster than when Burns grabbed me. This was pleasant, and tears leaked out. "I'm sorry." I whispered, getting closer to my comforter.
Tristian wrapped me tighter,vand his voice was gentle, but it had a catch in it, "What happened to you, Rowan?" I thought my mind was playing tricks on me. He called me Rowan... I nodded my head, but I couldn't say anything. My voice was gone,and my eyes were showing black spots. I felt weaker.
The girl sat staring at the sea, waiting for him to come. She sat there, and sat there, and sat there. He never came. Cold and weak the little girl now big walked home, only to meet the boy she waited for. He reached out to her, she to him and they embraced. For so long she wanted to remember, to see his face. He kissed her and she returned back to the sea, with him, and she finally remembered. They looked up to see a great rainbow. The water, the wind, together, remembered.
I looked up at Tristian, and I knew my mind was playing tricks on me. Tears were in his eyes, black as the night again. I touched his cheek, and he shuddered from my touch. But when I pulled away, he grabbed my hand and put it to his face, my fingers bathed in his tears. "Smile, Tristian, it suits you. Please, I'll tell you if you smile..." My voice was really weak, as weak as I felt at the moment; I wasn't acting like myself. I feel so numb. He yanked my face to his neck, and I cried out when he pulled my hair. I wasn't feeling right, I wasn't thinking right. I didn't complain for what happened next...
Gently this time, he pulled my face towards his. The world stopped for me. My breath caught and his eyes were gold before he kissed me. His lips were just as soft as his hands as they pulled me tighter, crushing me to him. It didn't hurt. My heart was going berserk. I slowly grew stronger, a warmth was filling my belly. It was coming from him. He pretended to be mean, to be strong. He was a suck up, a rat, an enemy. But as I kissed him back, I knew I didn't care, I didn't think at all. It was like he was giving me energy, I was grateful for that. My cheek prickled, and my skin felt light.
My mind was a quiet place, no pain lingered there. I wasted energy, but now I was getting it back. Again, like in my dorm, he was breathless, but he kept giving me energy. His kisses were hard and gentle, unlike my soft ones. I was taking energy, I needed only a little. I wouldn't hurt him. Under me, his lips curved. I stopped moving all together, he was... smiling. It hurt, trying to pull away, to see him smile. His eyes were closed, lips curved into an innocent smile. I stared and I couldn't let him give any more.
I started to turn, but I was pulled back, "You're still weak. Stay put." His voice made me shiver, so gentle. The way he pulled me back against him, was electrifying. Both our eyes were open now, his a burning gold, no black. My hair was still wet and some of it was on his arms. Tristian moved closer, my heart still beating wildly. Our lips met, and a light seemed to come from me. Beautiful blue light shied from my body, making my skin radiate. His seemed to leak red light. It was pretty, but I let go. "Please, let me go."I whispered into his chest. The light was disappearing, now. He let go of me, his arms releasing me immediately.
"I'm sorry." I whispered. I leapt down from the branch, running full sprint down to the dorms. I flung open Room 315, and rushed to Gran, who was still setting up for me. The beds Hana and I had, matched in lavender quilts and autumn like bedskirts. My bunny sat on my pillow. A swan layed on Hana's. Our desk we shared had my laptop and books, with Hana's vase and CDs. I flung myself at her, tears streaming down my face. She held me, in a tight embrace, and rocked me back and forth.
Together, she rocked me and I sobbed loudly into her shoulder. She didn't say anything, but when I finally spoke, a tear fell from her loving eyes. "Gran? Why am I different?" I never told anyone how I felt. No one asked. No one cared. I was a shadow, invisible. Nothing. So why did I feel that I had to tell Han and Lu? I wanted to tell my friends. I stopped crying. I had to be strong; I didn't need those answers. I'm Rowan Walker. I can't be loved,love,know friends,know kindness. All I needed was answers. The ones that would solve my problems and end my worries. Now.
The Girl I Used To Know

Tristian's POV

I watched her run off. I've seen it before. But...I didn't want to see it. After a long time, I see her again, but... she's not Rowan. Not the one Lupin, Hana and I knew from long ago.
My ears followed her footsteps, even when they passed the door. I sat, still on the same limb. Inside, my heart was racing, my mind angry for doing what my heart loved. I had kissed her, given her energy. Yet my body craved more, more than what I wanted to bargain her for. She wasn't my Rowan, she didn't know, didn't remember. I still grieved.
Her footsteps were light, even from here. They ran across the grass to the courtyard. I turned over, not wanting to see her eyes. When I kissed her before, she was crying, but her eyes were black. Like before, she was starting to change. Hana and Lupin should've noticed it. If she had changed, why in hell did she keep kissing me?! For energy, probably, the greedy girl.
Rowan Walker stood under the limb I still sat on, layed back with my hands behind my head. No smile, no eye contact like always. Though what happened minutes ago still made the cold heart inside me race, it didn't show. I could hear her's as well. Nothing big. She didn't come up, but stood there. It was quiet before I felt a thud behind my ear.
"Ouch! Damn it!" I winced, my eyes still closed. "What, Walker? Feeling better after that?" My voice was cold, distant. When I opened my eyes and stared at her, it took all my strength to keep it that way. She had changed into shorts and her silk blouse. Her hair swung in a braid again, still wet. She isn't her! Stop it! I scolded my beating heart.
"I want answers. Now." Rowan stared at me, her eyes a piercing ice blue. It gave me the chills, everytime. Like her voice, it was meant to stab me. I dramatically winced.
"Don't know what you're talking about. Did my kiss give