Life has become something else after Los Angeles had been closed off from the rest of the world. The rich stay in power, safe from all the danger in the city by building literal and metaphorical walls to keep the money in and the poor out. Once or t...
I don't know when exactly I fell in love with Alex but I do know why. It all started when I was younger, I didn't have the best home life. My father was strict and overbearing and I had little to no freedom. I struggled to reach his idiotically high expectations. He wanted me to be the perfect child and I complied for as long as I could.
My father lifted my chin and a disgusted look overwhelmed his face.
"I don't care what your mother says, I should make you wear colored contacts in public," he said with a scowl on his face.
He then sent me to my room so he could be alone with his thoughts. I ran upstairs and locked myself in my room. Step by step I slowly entered the room that I haunted with my presence. Passing the large pile of new toys and books sat a mirror. The little light that entered the room bounced off the reflective surface. As I step closer, I see myself in the reflection. As I gaze into the mirror, all I can see is one amber eye and one green. A tear rolled down my face before I stopped myself. I can't show a single negative emotion, I must be perfect.
I fall to my knees holding in tears. I will never be good enough for him. Slowly regaining myself, I stand up and head towards a bookshelf that I often visit. From the depth of the shelf, I pulled out a large worn-out book that looked as if it was falling apart. The title that is nearly ripped off read "Advanced Computer Sciences and Engineering". Almost dropping the book many times I head to my special reading chair and bury myself in the stuffies which surround it. I was forced to memorize this book by heart so I would be worthy of inheriting the industry that my father built from the ground up. I loathed this book with all my being. Slowly I open the book revealing a carving in the book that hid another book. My mother used to read this book to me every night before my father started taking over my life. It was about a shape-shifting alien who traveled around the universe with his best friend. I miss those days when I would look forward to bedtime just to listen to my mom read this book. However my father insisted I be enrolled in high-level education from a young age.
The more I think of how I have no freedom even at the age of seven, the more tears start rolling down my face without me noticing. I buried my face in the book that had comforted me for many years. But in an instant, my life was changed for the better
"Valentino come, I have someone for you to meet." my mom called from the door of my room.
I wipe the tears from my face and head over to my mom. I kept my head down so it wouldn't show that I had been crying.
"Valentino, I want you to meet Alex," she said.
"Hi, my name is Valentino" I quickly reply.
After the words left my mouth I turned around and returned to my chair. I continued reading my book when I felt someone pass by me. I look up and see a boy roughly around my age but still slightly younger. He heads to a corner and sits down burring his head in a cute and fluffy teddy bear with a big blue bow. I start to hear quiet sobbing coming from that corner. I turn my full attention to him and notice something peculiar. It took me a while to fully realize but then it hit me like a train. His physical features were an illusion. It was hard to tell but for a split second, I think the illusion gave out. From a specific angle and the squinting of my eyes, I could make out bandages that covered his head. (look at this little Sherlock) This puzzled me, for once I wasn't able to make a logical sense of something.
I stand up from my seat and head over to him. I sat down next to him and felt a glowing aura radiating from him. My mind blanked and I uttered the most random phrase.
"Why are your eyes raining?" I said.
"What? Do you mean crying?" he replied in between sobs.
"Yeah, why are your eyes raining?" I repeated.
He explained to me that he was sad after something that happened. I felt a strong sense of remorse. I didn't want him to feel sad like this.
"You don't have to be sad because I'm here and I'm your friend, I'll make sure you're never sad again," I said.
Ever since then Alex and I have been the closest of friends. Slowly but surely I started feeling something more for Alex. Whenever I looked at Alex I felt something I had never felt before. He gives me feelings of butterflies in my stomach. I feel nothing but joy when I'm near him, and I would never want anything bad to ever happen to him for as long as I live. I am a bit ashamed of this but I tried to repress these feelings by dating almost every single girl in my grade. But no matter how hard I tried I only thought of Alex. I always knew that what I saw wasn't his real face but I still knew that I loved him. Not for his looks even tho that is a plus, but for him as a person. I will always love him and I hope someday he can feel the same for me.
I return to the limo and signal to the driver to leave. I say goodbye to Miss Cruz from the window and I head home.
"Alex, I will love you to the end of time. In this life and the next."
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