A Brighter Tomorrow

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Blaze Davis is the girl in the shadows. The one no one notices but if given a chance, could light up your wor... More

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By MidnightGloryyyy

"All the fairytales I had read as a child gave me the image of a happily ever after. But all I found myself surrounded by was eternal darkness"

R a f a e l

Today was the first day of  Junior Year. I had no motivation to go to school. I could flunk, but then they would call my father and I didn't want that asshole finding out anything. He wasn't at home anyway so I didn't want to give him a reason to come back. The longer he was away with work, the better it would be for me.

I yawned as I got out of bed and the first thing I came face to face with was the idiotic grin of my twin. "Raffie, come on Wakie Wakie", she gave me a sly grin. She knew how much I hated that weird name. "Bree, get out of my face before you regret it" I growled at her. I wasn't a morning person obviously.

She playfully punched me and exited the room. I went over to the bathroom to brush my teeth and get ready. When I came out, I picked out an outfit. Combat boots, a Jacket, a White Tee and some dark washed jeans.

I knew I would have eyes on me but I didn't care anymore. Typical High School shit. I stopped caring a long time back. I hated the fake promises and the stupid flirtatious grins. It was all just a ruse.

I got showered and dressed and went downstairs to find Bree waiting for me. Apparently I was late. Admittedly, we always were. She threw me an apple as I never bothered to have breakfast owing to the fact that I was always late.

I grabbed my keys and then we locked the door behind us.

One of the few things I loved about my life was my car. Just like every other guy. I was the one driving as Bree never bothered and I would never let her touch my Maserati. Being rich was one of the perks of having Jason as my father. One of the very few.

As we entered the car, I was engulfed by the familiar musky smell and we raced off to school. Bree gave me a once over and rolled her eyes. "Ever try changing up your look?" She muttered. "Girls love me like this" I smirked back. "Is that why you have no girlfriend?" she sassed and I ignored her.

Deep down, I hated admitting that I despised the attention. She glared at me, then ended up laughing. Our banter continued throughout the ride and when we reached the school, we said goodbye and went our separate ways.

As I entered the school, I felt eyes on me and ignored the stares from all the desperate girls. They never gave up. But I would be lying if I said it was amusing at times to see the lengths to some people would go.

I reached my locker and checked my phone to see if I had any messages. To my surprise, I didn't. I took my books and turned around. As I stood in the hallway, I felt a presence coming near. Everyone was busy with their own work, some gossiping, some making out but I couldn't stop myself from feeling a frisson arise in the atmosphere. Or was it just me? I was acting like I was in some hallmark movie.

I raised my eyes to see a couple walking in. But the only thing I could focus on was the beautiful girl standing before me. I wondered if she was new because I'd never seen her here before. But in her defence, I didn't bother giving my time of day to committed girls.  Okay, well I didn't bother with girls at all.

Her golden brown hair was covering her face but just at that moment her eyes locked with me.

They were a deep ocean blue. The only words to describe them were mesmerizing. But that wasn't what drew me to find them enrapturing. Behind those eyes were a storm of emotions. Pain, sadness, hurt. The way she walked as if she was scared. I couldn't help but just stare at her and wonder what led her to being so closed-off. Anyone could notice it with a look. I could see a glimpse of myself in her, albeit the fear.

A fleeting thought crossed my brain, only broken souls can seek out the pain in others.

I saw her boyfriend glare at me and then his grip on her wrist tightened, and she was pulled away. I felt my fists clench in anger. What the fuck. Why was I even angry? I didn't even know her.

I looked at where she was standing and saw that her keys were dropped there. 'Just return the keys and don't give her any attention. She has a boyfriend' I thought to myself. I made sure to betray no emotion on my face. I walked over to where her locker was to see her boyfriend was gone. As soon as she closed the locker, she jumped at the sight of me.

Her eyes turned darker as if she was scared of me. Maybe she had heard the rumours or the bullshit they talked about me here. Even after being here a year, they thought I was scary. That didn't stop the girls from acting like crazy fan girls. Sometimes I feared for their self respect. I would never want Bree to do that for a guy.

I was much more dangerous than they thought. My demons were darker than the rumours they stirred up. I don't know why, but I suddenly cared what she thought of me. But I still glared at her as I dropped her keys in her hands. She didn't bother with a 'thank you' as I walked away, but I couldn't help sneaking a glance at her. Her exterior beauty was a bonus, but the mask she hid behind was what I found appealing. I was intrigued by her.

Apparently, we had Literature together and when she sat down next to me, I couldn't help but keep looking her way the entire period. The way her hair fell down her shoulders in a beautiful cascade down her back. Her rosy cheeks and long eyelashes that added to her beauty. Damn I sounded like a hormonal love-struck teenager. You are a teenager, dumbass.

I could feel her tense and zoning out soon, though why, I never understood. The witch, otherwise known as Mrs. Lively, called her out for being distracted. I saw her instantly grow fearful and I couldn't help but wonder why this girl lived in constant fear. It felt like fear was embedded into each fibre of her being.

I felt the sudden urge to defend her. "It was my fault. I distracted her" I spoke up. I felt her eyes widen at my statement. But she never spoke up. Not throughout the whole class. It was obvious that she was avoiding me.

As soon as the bell rang, she raced away and I grew confused. Was she avoiding me? I brushed the thought away and attended the rest of my classes uptil Lunch.

I met with my best friend, Travis during fourth period. He knew everyone and everything going on in the school. He wasn't called the Holy Grail of information for nothing. Okay, he called himself that, and I didn't quite believe it but I needed answers.

"So, I saw this girl today morning, and I was wondering if you could tell me a little about her" I nonchalantly asked him. I didn't want to appear soft. "Looks like someone's got a crush" he wiggled his eyebrows.

He was such a goofball, but he was technically the only 'friend' I had. He was basically my best friend, but I would never tell him that. He was already full of himself.

I had some other people I used to hang out with, but to be honest he was the only real guy out of all of them. I glared at him and he instantly backed off. I described her to him and he instantly recognized her. Why hadn't I noticed her before?

I found out that her name was Blaze and her boyfriend's name was Aiden. They had apparently been dating for around eighteen months. I couldn't help but get a feeling that I could treat her better than that douchebag, judging by the way he had literally dragged her across the hallway this morning.

"She also had a best friend named Kiara, who died in an accident last year. She hasn't made any friends since then" I was dumbfounded by this sudden revelation. I wondered if this was the reason for the pain I could feel radiating off of her, but I had a feeling there was something else too. Travis invited me for a smoke, but I declined. Bree had told me to have Lunch with her.

I met with Bree in Lunch and we took a corner table. I was always a loner, except for sometimes hanging out with Travis. She never really got around to making any friends.

We sat together and chatted, but I made sure to leave Blaze out of it. I didn't want Bree getting any wrong ideas about us. She was already confused as to why I wasn't hanging out with any girls. Blaze was intriguing, that's all.

After Lunch, I attended the rest of my classes and deep down I wanted Blaze to be in any of them. Turns out she wasn't. I didn't see her for the rest of the day and I wondered if she was alright, but then realized that maybe I was just overthinking it. God I had only seen her for the first time today, and I was already thinking about her.

But I justified it to myself by reminding myself that I could just feel her pain, as if she had coated her body with it.

As soon as it was time to go home, I raced out of class, in hope of seeing her. I looked around and I saw her sitting on a bench outside the school. But as soon as I saw her face, something inside me ignited.

Her face was red and puffy, as if she was crying and I rushed over to her. I leaned into her and she spoke in a very soft voice "Go away". She had an angelic voice. Okay, that's enough. I asked her what was wrong but she looked away. I grew angry at what or who made her cry. I reached out to tilt her face towards me, but she flinched.

I grew confused at that. She seemed to be scared all the time. This morning in the hallway, in class. What had happened with her? I wanted to find out. When I tilted her face towards me, I looked deep into her eyes and saw an emotion I knew all too well. Hurt.

She was crying, I now knew for sure, but she was so damn beautiful despite her red face. I looked into her eyes and I realised our proximity. I felt her breathing pick up. I wanted to kiss her in that moment, even though I barely knew her. There was a thrill in just imagining her plump lips against mine. A part of me rejoiced in knowing that I had such an effect on her, but I shut it down. Now wasn't the time.

I saw her face fall and grow scared as someone walked up behind me. It was her boyfriend and by her reaction, I could tell he was the one who had made her cry. "She's mine" he growled, as if she was his possession.

Before I could speak, he punched me in the face. That made me flip. I could feel anger coursing through my veins. All rational thoughts escaped my mind, and rage overtook me. I wanted to punch him unconscious for making her cry and punching me in the face. I was about to beat the living daylights out of him, but stopped at his actions.

He pulled Blaze in front of him, like the pussy he was. I saw Blaze pleading to me with her eyes to not do anything and suddenly the anger inside me simmered down. The bastard took advantage of that situation and dragged her to the car.

I thought about helping her, but after seeing the look in her eyes I had a feeling that it was better off if I didn't interfere. I hated myself for even thinking that and started to walk after them, but to no avail.

They raced out of the parking lot and I saw her looking at me through the window. Her face was fearful, marred with tear marks. I had a sudden urge to hit something or more specifically, someone. I cursed myself for holding back from hitting Aiden.

I thought I had these anger issues under control but I guess I didn't. I punched the wall behind me and kept on going until I had a bloody fist. I imagined the bastard's face and the anger rushed right back, making me see red. It cracked through me like a whip and my breathing was ragged. I kicked the wall but was brought back to my senses by a familiar voice, pulling me back to reality.

"Stop Raf! What the hell are you doing?" I felt Bree pull me back, and she had a look of pure horror on her face. Seems like my anger issues were resurfacing once again. This wasn't going to be easy. I pushed Bree away and stared at where Blaze was once standing. What was this girl doing to me?

Hey Guys! So this was Raf's POV. This is a long chapter once again so I had to split it in two. We get a small insight into his life this way.

Soooo, Raf and Bree are twins! How many of you called it? So apparently Rafael and his father have a strained relationship. What do you think happened between them?

The chapter after this is also in Raf's POV. Just a view of his life in his perspective. You'll get to know more about him in the next chapter.

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