Alien Monologue

i don’t want to be alone anymore
I can hear the pitter patter of the rain. My clothing drips onto the ground. I wince as I step forward. Another beating. Another day.
This alley is the only place where I can actually find refuge. I collapse on the ground once I enter the old shack. And I just lie there. Breathing hard, wishing I could leave the cruel world.
I hear a creak and I gasp. It’s a teenage boy my age. He has dazzling emerald green eyes, light brown hair, and a look that I couldn’t read.
The boy just stares at me. “Who are you?” He asks. I don’t know what to make of him.
“Airi.” I respond in barely a whisper.
“I’m Fay.” He said. “Are you hurt?” Fay helps me up. He stares at my bruises and cuts.
I grunt. “I can walk you home. Where do …show more content…

I bet your parents don’t beat you like that.

The doorbell rings the next day. I open it and gasp to see Fay. His hair is being blown in the wind, and he looks as handsome as ever. I shove those thoughts away. My arm is wrapped in gauze, but it’s hidden by my sleeve.
“Want to walk to school with me?” He asked nonchalantly. It was obvious he didn’t mean anything romantic behind the offer.
“Sure.” I said. “Bye mom.” I say, but no words are uttered back. “Thanks for coming by. You didn’t have to.” I said.
“It’s fine. I get lonely sometimes.” Fay says, his voice is emotionless when he says this. “Some people hate me.”
I don’t know how to respond and I just nod. “I get it.”
“By the way, I’ve been wanting to ask. Where did those scars come from?”
“I trip a lot. I’m clumsy.” I lie. And even though Fay doesn’t question in, he looks suspicious. We arrive at the building.
“Is your arm okay?” How did he notice. “You’re holding it at an old angle.”
“I’m fine. Sprained it.” I say. “Like I said, clumsy.” I try to laugh but it sounds more like a wheeze.
“Welp, I’ll be taking my leave here. Want to walk home together?”
“All right.” I say. And as I watch him enter the doors, I can’t help but feel a single tear fall to the …show more content…

Calm. Handsome. Collected. Funny. Strong. Brave. He’s the opposite of me.

Fay walks next to me. “It’s cold today.” He notes. I nod, watching a snowflake fall gently onto the ground.
“Why are you doing this?” I asked him.
It takes him a while to reply. “I think.... it’s... because... I have to repent. Never mind. I just want to be kind.”
I wonder what he did. “Well, we’re here.” I say, stopping in front of the door. When I enter, my mom looks out of the window.
“What is he doing here?” She says angrily. “Didn’t you know not to see him anymore after our incident the other day?”
“He said he wanted to walk me home.”
“No.” The word stings. One single word. It stings so much. “I guess you haven’t learned your lesson yet.”
A smile spreads on my mom’s face. Before she can act, I speak. “How can you do this to your only daughter?! How!? Why!?”
My mom smiles more. “You’re not even my daughter. You’re just an orphan. An orphan that my husband adopted. The only reason I didn’t kill you before is because he loved you. Well, he’s dead now. So I guess there’s no more need for you to be here. Isn’t that right, dearie?”
I can feel another blow. Hear the creak of a door opening. But I can’t remember what happened after