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hells requim, love in the worlds hate.

1. hate, pain, love.

fighting through each day was a tremendous task for him, he has many names like f*****t, b***h, emo, dirt, and many more he wishes he could just forget so he will just call himself Ein. yes i like my new name, Ein. it has a solitary, lonely sound to it. anyways back to his, well my story now, so it goes like this. my life sucks to put it bluntly, i hate it and i wish i could escape all the time when im angry, sad, happy, ecspecially when im happy its the most emotion foriegn to me it makes feel so awkward and well i just dont like it. would that be irony or just an oxymoron, un-happy happy? wow depressing. until now that is today was going to be the best day of my life, this is what i tell myself everyday when i awake, if i even sleep that is. i decided to acually go to school today guess its one of those funny destiny things or whatever. i going to get up now dont know why though, but a shower would be nice. as i said before fighting through each was toughm but getting to my door from my bed was always hard to accomplish. eight thirty time to go to that asylum of hate. school. it would be nice if i acually didnt get any form of abuse once in a while but beggers cant be chosers you know. block five thats means i got photography, i really good at it but what good is it if i have to fail all because my teachers hate me. today we get a field trip, oh joy.
on the bus i was aked if i could go and make sure if i would make sure the class door was locked.
"fine" what else can i say, obviously no is not an answer.
"be a good boy and be quick" this teacher was a d**k, dont tell him though.
"faster than the wind mr. Brokster" his real name is broke meinal, he hate it when i call him like that.
i checked the door, it was locked. as i got to the door leading to the bus stop i noticed it wasnt there.
"what ever" i said.
with nothing else to do i sat down by the door at turned on my prize and joy. my i-pod. my only reprisal from this cruel intimidating world.
block seven next, great just what i need math were getting a new kid this class. another self employed torturer.
on my way to the class room i ran into seth, the hitler to my jewish heritage, if i was a jewish that is.
"hey emo, guess what i had for breakfast today?"
"let me guess, hmm oh i know, more innocent children?"
"close but no, thats just it i had breakfast"
"i had breakfast" a lie, food isnt all that appealing to me.
"oh whats this actually went and got your welfare check? or did your mom get some good tips a the strip club last night?"
dirty b*****d this was the last straw, my mom is dead and her name will not be spat upon as long as i live. one punch to the nose was all it took to bring him down. but his friends were faster than i had expected. as i lay on the floor taking yet another steel toed scar for my collection, i noticed the principal with a smirk on his face. realizing i seen him he turned and left.
with my face covered in blood i walked to class, i'm late again big surprise.

2. the cruel optimistic world.

i walked in just as the teacher was introducing the new kid. i missed her name but i will give her on for now, angelic.
her long blond and pink streaked hair flowed like a waterfall from a far off ethiopia, her tall slim figure left me awstruck, but it was her eyes, its always the eyes that get to the guys. we looked at each other, one blue the other green. i probably looked like a wreck, but she looked at me with curiosity and maybe just maybe she was concerned about my appearence.
"hey s**t wreck i missed your one sided fight now im almost as depressed as you are" his laughter was joined by everyone in the class even the teacher. but not her she looked horribly apalled. it was a fleeting though but maybe she was human after all. whatever i thought and went to sit in my desk at the far corner evryseat surrounding mine was empty, naturally. what really goot me freaked out was the fact that out of all the empty desks in the class she picked the on next to me.
"are you alright?" her voice went far beyond words to describe.
"what are you doing! you will be branded for even talking to me!" i whispered sharply.
"so? are you alright?" concern i do believe this is called.
"i am now" i grinned.
"liar"
"sorry"
"oh and why is that?"
"uh well i dunno"
"ok then" she smiled back at me, revealing her braces enhancing her beauty
the teacher put the days work on the board.
she poked me, confused i looked over, she wrote me a note.
my names raia, and you?
i scribbled my name down
Ein nothing even as amazing as yours but its something
she looked over at me and mouthed a silent, thank you.
i would have smiled back but then i noticed the teacher was gone, storms a comin.
out of habit i whispered the seconds until hitler came to ruin my hopes of a friend in need.
4, 3, 2,1.
"whats this look emo boy someone acually sympathises you"
"hey back off dickhead" as the old saying goes, hell hath no fury like that of an angry woman.
"you little b***h!" as he went to strike her i bolted up and took the punch.
"b*****d!" i got up puched him a couple times busting his nose into a gory mass of blood.
"ever try to hit her again and satan wont even be able to help you!"
i looked back and his friends were beating her.
not being a person who fights back i had no restraint against them. both of them were down in an instant. i went to help her up but she slapped my hand away and ran away.
i pursued. when i caught up to her outside in the field she was on the ground crying i kneeled down and hugged her.
"im so sorry i cause you more pain" this time she hugged me weeping.
"no, no you see im the one who is sorry i should have protected you"
"why!"
"because your beauty should be preserved"
"but why would you want to protect me?"
"well your the only one who has ever in my life treated me with decency" it was true an orphan like me dont deserve respect.
"Ein, do you like me?"
"well yeah i mean i dont know you that well but yes i do" awsome she asked me if i liked her, best day ever!
"thats good" she said sleepily
"yeah"
"im so very tired im going home walk with me please"
"yeah of course"
on our way to her house she grabbed my hand and held it tightly i never want her to let go i thougth.
we got to her house unlocked the door and when i turned to leave she grabbed my arm and squezed it.
"no dont leave me alone here!"
"never"
"thank you so much i need a friend now more than ever"
we walk through her house to her room, and on the way there through the hallway i noticed alot of pictures. someone here was into photography. entering her room i saw her set up for photography, amazing i wanted to scream in amazement.
she threw me on the bed and layed on top of me.
"do you like me?"
"yeah and not just cause your on top of me either"
"no i mean like do you, you know"
"huh?"
"damn it youre thick" she yelled.
before i could say anything she kissed me her tender lips entwined with mine i caressed her back. i never wanted it to end but then father, drunk, walked in saying
"time for some fun little girl i am goin..." furiously he screamed.
"who the ******** is that you little whore!" he went to slap her, again i took the hit, again she ran away.
her dad took a swing at me, or what should have been a swing but intoxicated he fell backwards. eliminating all possibilities of a conflict. i took the advantage and ran after her. again. for ever. she was on the side walk crying and i sat by her side and hugged her. she returned the gesture and cried even more when the imprint of the hand was outlined in crudty blood. i forgot to was up in all the confusing.
"im never ever going back ther again" she declaired with prompt determination.
"you dont have to"
"where do you live can i stay with you?"
"of course, im on my own in an apartment three blocks that way"
"no parents? all alone my god your life sucks"
"not any more, but no my parnets died, my mom in child birth and my father died in a fight protecting my mother, he left me with advice though, and that was always protect even at the cost of your life"
"oh i see im sorry"
"dont be no one else is"
"exactly thats why im sorry"
"thank you"
"Ein?"
"yeah wats up kid"
"olive shoe"
"ok then"
"mouth it out"
it took me a while but i finally got it.
"oh i get it olive shoe too"
"were a pair you know, olive shoes"
"heh yeah"
"for shame!"
"what!?"
"he he your blushing emo boy"
"no that just blood eh heh"
"oh right of course how silly of me" her smiled seemed to wash away my entire life of hardships and hate.

3. a reverie of musik.

"hey can you spot me a smoke?"
"yeah sure but there at my place"
"ok lets hurry and get home"
"home?"
"our place, were we can be together all alone"
"i like that, home"
the walk home always seem so tedious. not anymore.
"do you work?"
"no i got my parents inheritance all there money and possesions, i payed off the bills and mortgage and sold the house"
"and how much you got? money i mean?"
"dunno last tim i check it was close to two million" a wide gin spread across my face.
"holy s**t kid your rich!"
"yeah i know"
we got to my place and i opened the door and we got in the elevator, the minute the door closed we were kissing furiously.
"what floor?"
"eight"
she pressed the number eight button and went back to kissing. all i could keep thinking was that i finally got a well needed break in this life, i think it was way over do though.
"wait your not allergic to fur or dog hair are you?"
"no why you have a dog?"
"nope better"
we got off at floor, when i remembered something.
"hold on a minute"
"whats up?"
"rent"
"oh"
i got the envelope from my pocket ready and hit the six button.
outside the door six zero six raia took me off to the side and cleaned my face as best as she could.
"ready!"
"thanks"
"anytime"
"i would far rather never but life goes on"
i knocked twice, no one answered so i scriblled my name and apartment number down and slid it under the door.
"im so tired"
"me too were almost there"
as i unlocked my door i heard the familiar sound of claws scraring on the tiled flooring.
"shira im home"
"shira?"
"my wolfs name"
i opened the dor wide to be greeted with wet slobber.
"oh my shes so beautiful!"
"well go on she wont hurt you"
before raia could even think about petting shira, she too was covered in slobber.
"ahahaha playful"
"yeah thats shira for ya"
i walked in and went to the bathroom and got my smokes land lhanded one to raia.
then washed my face and hands, then went and got changed when raia walked in i thought she would scream or run out of the room instead she took off her shirt and pants and crwled into bed. i got dresses in a more hurried fashion.
"you know that whole blushing thing is cute"
"i bet it is"
with only pants on i layed next to her and sparked up our smokes.
"thanks"
"yeah"
the i put my arm around her and we sleep in peace.

4. the conflicts of evil.

i woke up early that next morning, really early, two thirty kind of early. so i went out to the balcony a started a smoke and plugged in my i-pod. listening to yet another screamo so i didnt hear raia come up from behind and jump on my back giggling.
"we got another early bird here shira he he" she noogied me and got off my back.
"eww!"
"what?!"
"ha ha mountage"
"oh wow kid"
"yeah i know"
"so are you going to school today?"
"are you?"
"yeah of course"
"then i am too"
"okay"
"im going for a shower peace"
"ok"
"can i join you?"
"i guess so if you really want to"
"ok, are you sure?"
"it doesnt matter to me"
"yay!"
"ok then"
"you would acually do that with me?"
"of course i love you raia and anything you want ill try to get for you even if its raining magma outside"
"ooh magma nice" her smile widened as she went to kiss me but then the door was being knocked on so hard i thought it would break down.
i gasped as i seen who was outside, her father. he had a gun. obviously he was drunk, again, or still from earlier.
stressed