The world was grey. Everything was grey. She tried to move her arms, but she couldn't. Something was holding her back, but when she looked there was nothing. Suddenly she could move and she walked around. Seeing Hector and Glacies she bounded over to them, but didn't ask about why everything was grey. For some reason it escaped their minds.
They were walking somewhere. They were in a complex building, graffiti written all over the cheap canary yellow walls. They moved to the staircase, chatting. They saw two men walk past them, and the air grew still. Holli's hand clenched Hector's and Glacies'. The men just kept walking though, and so did the trio. Suddenly shots rang out. The men had a shimmering gun. They turn and pointed them at the trio, who were running. They ran straight into a hospital. They tried to block the door, but gave up and ran. They had dropped hands by now. "People with guns!! We have to go!!" They screamed, warning everyone.
But no one cared. They just looked at the teens in a confused manner. More shots rang out, the men were in the room. All the staff was dead. Holli looked around, Glacies and Hector were gone. The two men started towards her and she ran through the aisles that reminded her of a shoe store. Aisles and aisles. She could see the top of one man's head and ran from it. She was tripped by something, and landed face first into the ground. She looked over and saw that it was the other man, who had ducked behind the aisle. He had a syringe, one full of orange liquid.
He slammed it into Holli's shoulder. Holli's thoughts clouded with black. When the black had cleared she saw it. Hector with his legs gone and only prosthetics. Glacies, dead. Bullet to the head. She refused to look at the skull fragments and brains.
And her mom, standing with the two men that have done this. "You did this, Holli." She said, anger seeping through her words. "YOU KILLED THEM. YOU SELFISH," she ranted on and on, tears coming to Holli's eyes as she looked at Hector. He wasn't dead, was he?
Hector looked at her, his face and eyes so blank. Holli swallowed. "I didn't mean to.. I'm so sorry.." She whispered, tears running down her face. Hector picked up Glacies and the last thing she saw was everyone she loved walking away from her.
Shortly after Holli had fallen asleep, her body had fallen into a coma, only to come back and having a seizure, body flailing and tears running down her cheeks.
Hector and Glacies stood worriedly by the end of her bed, nurses trying to hold her down. And suddenly, still.
Her body just stopped. Then suddenly a flat line. Hector and Glacies were holding hands, their mouths open in shock. Despite their unwillingness to work together, they both loved Holli.
The nurses frantically tried to give Holli CPR, but she had been dead for two minutes.
But suddenly her body shuddered, her heart picking up again. Her frame was shaking. She felt so cold, unable to feel her legs. "I-Is Hector okay?" She asked the nurse. The nurse was confused but nodded. "What about Glacies?" Another nod. She sighed in relief.
She saw both of them. "Hector, you have legs." She murmured. Hector blinked in surprise. "Well, yeah.." He mumbled.
Holli realized something. It was a dream. Dream. She relaxed noticeably. "Please don't leave me. Ever." She said, tears in her eyes as she grabbed their hands.
And on that day they swore by blood to never leave each other.
Holli was used to the yelling from her mom. The way she couldn't go one day without comparing better kids to Holli, bringing her down, complaining about how she wished she could trade Holli. It was constantly lowering Holli's self-confidence.
Everyday she walked around with a sad look in her eyes, waiting for someone to see the sad look in her eyes. Get past her fake smile. But no one could. She was too good at hiding it. Even at only 13.
Holli looked back into the past, when she was 8. One day her and her brother got to take a Royal trip to Italy. Holli was so excited when she was allowed to go. She spent weeks trying to learn Italian with hardly any luck. "Ciaò." She tried. She grinned. "Hector I finally said it right!!" Hector looked at her and returned the grin.
Not long after it was time to go. "Now Holli.. We are meeting the Bellomi family. They are a pretty rich family so I need you to be on your best behavior." Holli grinned, tucking her hair behind her ear. "I'll try!!"
Hector gave a nod. "They have one son your age, and another one older than you. I have to go talk to their parents and then we can all go get some food or something."
Holli nodded as they boarded their private jet. She never slept, looking out of the window happily. And suddenly, they were there. Holli ran up and down the airplane aisles happily. "We're here!!" She kept repeating, grinning. Hector nodded. "Yeah." He got off the plane, Holli running in front of him. As they walked down the streets of Venice, she asked many questions to her older brother. About what things were. He seemed to know everything.
They arrived at the house, Holli's eyes lighting up. It wasn't that much of a huge house- nothing compared to the castle Holli was from. But it looked so cozy. Holli ran up and knocked on the door, grinning like mad. Hector blinked in surprise. But the door was already open.
It was a boy with light brown hair and ice blue eyes, a similar looking boy with darker hair behind him. Holli looked flustered and quickly ran to hide behind Hector. She was unbelievably shy.
Hector laughed at her actions. "Holli, these are the two boys I was telling you about. Vito and Stefano." Said female waved shyly as Hector introduced her to the other two.
Both of them said their 'hellos' inviting Hector and Holli into the house and calling their mom. Seeing their mom, Holli smiled. Her aura seemed so friendly. Like Holli could tell her anything.
Holli especially admired the younger of the two, who always seemed so happy and carefree. She wanted to be like that. Holli looked up (figuratively) to Vito. Holli and Stefano got along alright, but it was clear the female was closer to Vito.
Vito and Stefano seemed to have fun together, the way siblings should. To see them do activities together never failed to bring a smile to her lips.
Holli bonded with Elisabetta, feeling like Elisabetta was the mother she never had. Holli had told Elisabetta a lot of things, like how her own mother treated her, Hector and Hayden. How her older brother treated Glacies. She also explained that she was forced to stay with her mother. And that her father was the better of the two.
The comfort she got from Elisabetta made her feel that she was a daughter of the woman, and she realized that was what mothers should be like to their children. She even knew Holli's favorite color.
Holli remembered that when she got back from Italy, she had asked her mom if she knew her favorite color.
And of course she didn't. But Holli was too kind-of-heart. She wanted her mom to know her favorite color.
Her mom not only didn't know the correct answer, but started screaming at Holli about how over dramatic she was being and that she was some kind of psychotic bitch who needed to be put in an asylum.
Holli remembered crying, running to her room. After that, she never loved her mom completely. Because she realized that no matter how much she pretended to love Holli, she never did. It wasn't just because of the color thing, but she realized that her mother had not said she loved Holli unless there was company.
She came back to the present and sighed. From now on, Holli would be sure to know everyone's favorite color.
Sure, people scoffed at her. Told her she asked stupid questions. But for Holli, asking someone's favorite color was important. Knowing that person's favorite color was being their friend. You can't be someone's friend and not know their favorite color.
But Holli was tired of her mother's bickering. So, so tired..
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Part 3 coming up~
And if any of you follow my normal blog, I'll have a life update in the next week.
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