Katekyo Hitman Reborn 16Jen sat there on the floor, trying to avoid his look, his hidden eyes. Her eyes closing slowly, unsure of what was to come.Katekyo Hitman Reborn 16 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Bel just stared at her, his smile somewhat fading a bit, but only to be kept up by his attempt to show nothing was wrong. Or was it simply denial?
"Princess " Bel shot forward, she didn't move.
He called to her once more, this time singing her name with the hime suffix. It failed.
His smile faded, Jen's eyes quickly bouncing to see his unhappy state.
Quickly she looked elsewhere, in fear of the much taller then her and royal blooded Prince.
He smiled for a moment, glad she had fear, but yet something didn't fe
Katakyo Hitman Reborn 15Jen's eyes slowly opened, her boney slim fingers twitched as she grabbed hold of her blankets. The blankets that surrounded her body in a circles position fell as she sat up. Moments later, she realized that someone had just knocked at the door, and continued to do so after pausing for a bit. She kept the blankets heavily gripped in her hands, pulling one to her chest as the other crossed in front slowly dropping with a small plop. Getting up she moved one foot in front of the other making her way quickly, yet slowly. Using caution as she gained on the door, she stumbled a bit in confusion. The knocking was still ruefully going! She put her eKatakyo Hitman Reborn 15 in Fan Fiction More Like This
LovelessLoveless...Loveless in Open More Like This
But only to the exstream,
is that only what you see of me?
To be without,
Not only with doutp,
I am nothing, but your peaice of dirt tool.
Why dont you see,
what the world has done to me...
Alone afriad, await in main,
as alone and cold,
clear is yet to be hear.
Alone and forgottenAnd so there she sat, alone and forgotten in the world, the playgrounds apparatuses squeaking in the unforeseen wind, showing memories of the days gone by when it was loved and not abused.Alone and forgotten in Emotional More Like This
There was no rain; there was no sun, nothing to show her emotions of the time. Only darkness from the winter night. Some would say she's lucky; she has friends who care, a family that stands by her. A job, even a roof over her head. She's made it like everyone else.
So why does she feel so alone? So down?
She knows she's being silly, by ignoring those who want to help. Who freely offer their services to her. She knows she's no different from a child cra