HeavyDirtySoul

Once upon a time...


''More like a year ago.''


...In a far away kingdom...


''Downtown Los Angeles, actually.''


...Lived a wierd, psychotic, pink haired princess trapped inside hell, then one day came along a pink haired asshole of a prince...


''My words, not hers, the pink haired asshole part... Yeah, the narrator is too much of a sweetheart to call him that herself... Okay now, moving on.''


...Saying he could save her.


''Well, he's done a terrific job so far. Note the sarcasm.''


- Hey, is everything okay? - The guy with pink hair asked.


- Are you serious right now? - The girl with pink hair answered with a question of her own, clearly pissed.


- What's wrong?


- How could you do that? - She raised her voice.


- Do what? What are you talking about? - The guy was confused.


- Don't play dumb. - The girl said trough her teeth, getting in his face.


His expresion didn't change. Tears started filling the girl's eyes.


- I trusted you... You're the only person I told that and...And you told everyone. How could you do that? - Her voice broke, she was no longer angry, she was weak, and she hated it.


The guy's expresion showed that he knew what she was talking about. He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out.


- How could you do that, huh? - Anger was once again in her voice. - Tell me!


She was yelling at him and he just stood there, looking at her, sadness in his eyes.


- You're an asshole! Why would you tell them?


- I'm sorry, I...I... - He couldn't finish.


- Sorry doesn't mean shit! I hate you. You...You ruined me. - She said, backing away from him. - Don't ever talk to me again! I don't want to see you, I don't wan't to hear from you, I just want you to leave me alone like I asked you.


She turned her back to him and started walking away, and once again he just stood there. He didn't go after her, he didn't say anything, he just stood there and watched her disappear into the night.


''You're a little late to the party, so if you wish to understand any of this we'll have to rewind a little... Let me show you how this whole mess started.''


London, England


- Oh, yes! Yes! - A woman was screaming in pleasure.


In a certain London home a man and a woman were passionately making love.


''Mum, dad, ew no... Too far, definitely too far.''


Manhattan Beach, California


A pretty girl was standing by herself on the beach, a camera in her hand. She had a sleeve tattoo on her right arm. Her nostril was pierced, along with a medusa and vertical labret piercing. Her hair was hot pink, or magenta to be percise, at the roots, slowly melting into lilac and coral, until completely transfroming into salmon at the tips. It was shoulder lenght. Her lips were plum, her eyes bright blue. She was wearing high waisted denim shorts with a galaxy print, white corset covered in lace, orchid colored converse high tops and a denim jacked to top it all off.


''That's me, the pretty girl...And this is how I met the pink haired asshole you met at the beginning of this story. I know things aren't perfect between us right now, but I have to admit, the way we met was pretty cute. I know every couple has their cute meet stories, which, truth be told, most of the time aren't even that cute, but I really like ours. And what makes it special is that I hated him when we first met, kind of like I hate him now... Now that's something you don't hear every day, I think. This is how it went down.''


She was patiently waiting, relaxing to the sound of waves crashing. She pointed her camera at the sky. The sun was setting and the sky looked like a painter's canvas. Shades of pink and orange were mixing, fighting with each other. It was truly beautiful and it was truly art. Just when she was...


''Oh, my name is Nyssa, by the way, if anyone wanted to know... Okay, okay, I shouldn't start our relationship with a lie, my real name is Olivia, but that's pretty basic hence, Nyssa... Let's go back to the story now.''


Just when she was about to take the shot a figure appeared a few feet in front of her and walked into the shot.


- Oh, come on. - Nyssa said under her breath.


She lowered her camera and took a closer look at the figure. It was a guy. He was pale.


''Your skin is pale white and ice cold... I know what you are. Say it. Out loud. Say it! Vampire. Waddup Twilight reference!''


It looked like he had a piercing on his eyebrow. His hair was pastel pink, that's unique. He was pretty tall and nicely buit. But at this point she stopped observing him from a far and called out to him.


- Excuse me, do you mind moving for just one minute? - She yelled out in a tick british accent.


The guy, or the pink haired asshole, as she called him, turned around to look at her. For a few seconds he was silently looking at her, studying her features, until a small pout creeped up onto his rose colored lips.


- What, am I not pretty enough to be in your shot? - He yelled back in an australian accent.


''Narcissist.''


- I've been here for three hours waiting for the perfect shot and right now you're ruining it... So unless you move willingly I'll come there and move you myself, okay? - She was pissed and annoyed, not a good combination for his safety's sake.


- Someone's feisty. - He said with a smirk on his face. - I like it.


''He sure knew how to bring out the best in a girl... Asshole.''


Judging by the pissed off look on her face, unless he wants a bruise to match his hair color he should leave.


- Alright, I'll move. - She subtly smiled at his words, but it didn't last long, since he stopped walking after taking two steps. - You know, you shouldn't hide a pretty face like that behind a camera, you should be in front of it.


''Flattery will get you nowhere, my friend... Actually scratch that, what I meant to say was: flattery will get you nowhere, kiss ass. That's better.''


- Leave, please. - She said firmly.


He nodded in understandment and started walking towards her.


- You have a pretty accent. - He said while brushing off her shoulder lightly.


She turned around to look at the strange stranger, but quickly turned her gaze back to the sky.
She took a deep breath before bringing the camera to her eye and doing what she does best, create art.


''And that's how we met... Judging by the description above you probably think he left quickly, but actually it took him over ten minutes to get it trough his head and leave... Like I said, I hate him. I know none of these sound like valid reasons to hate him and call him names and that's because they aren't, not the biggest ones at least. Just keep on reading, you'll get it all soon, well sooner than he will, probably.''

Notes

I hope you guys like the beginning of my new story... It's not like anything I've written before, so I would love to hear what you guys think of it.

I will try to update as often as possible, but I'm writing ''Pretty Girls Hide Pain So Deep Inside'' right now as well, so I probably won't update everyday or a few times in a day like I used to do.

Thank you so much for reading... I hope you stick around for the future chapters as well.

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Love, Adrena Lynn