Beautiful Tempest ch. 1

I lean up against the doorway looking out at the city I live in, clad in my denim cutoffs and orange bra. My eyes red from crying, I reach up to wipe a tear from my cheek. A shiver runs down my spine even though it is middle August. I pull my bra strap back on to my shoulder and rub the back of my neck. I turn and walk back into my living room. With its white walls and black couch with black and purple throw pillows. I sit down and put my head in my hands. I hear a key in the lock click and the front door swung open. A tall man in his early twenties walked in. I looked at his neat black hair and blue eyes. He had brood shoulders and a muscular body that you could see under his wife beater and wranglers. 1

“Hey Tempest. How are you?” he asked as he carried his bag into the living room with him.2

“I’m fine Faris. How was the drive over here?”3

“It was great sis. The weather here is a lot better then it is back in Texas.”4

“Then why don’t you move out here? You could stay in my second bedroom. And I know you can find willing girls to fill your free time with.” I said to him jokingly. 5

“Because then I would have to be responsible and actually meet the guys you’re dating and the people you hang out with. I’d rather not get to know the guys that are trying to get in my sisters pants thank you very much.”6

“Oh please the whole three years I’ve lived here no one has asked me on a date. So I don’t think you have to worry about that a whole lot.”7

“Well if you stop hiding what you really look like behind a mask of glamour that makes you ten times less attractive you’d get a date with in the first five minutes of being on the street.” 8

“But then I wouldn’t be myself I’d be someone else.” I said with a slight smile putting my hair up in a ponytail.9

“Bullshit you’re not yourself unless you show your true self. I mean fuck you’re always hiding behind glamour to make you self less attractive have you ever showed anyone what you look like.”10

“Yes I have, I’ve shown you.”11

“Only because I knew you before you started with that glamour crap. I can’t believe you actually came to use magic after what happened to mother. Have you forgotten that she dyed?”12

“No I haven’t forgotten what happened to her. I’m sorry about it Faris, but have you noticed no matter how hard I try I can’t die. Have you forgotten who your own sister is and everything you know about me?” 13

“No I haven’t I just don’t see how I’ve come to have a sister like you.” At that I turned around and left the room. I headed down the hall to my bedroom opening the door to and walking into the dark room I turned on the light to reveal that it was all black except the hard wood flooring that is in all of the house, and the dark red pillows on the bed. I sat down and put my head in my hands. ‘Would it be so bad if I show my true self?’ I thought to myself. ‘Of course it would. I mean come on who would believe it was me after all these years of me looking like this. My dull brown hair and plain brown eyes. My height is natural, my weight, and my piercing are too. But everything else all of it is fake. My hair is naturally a dark golden blonde and my eyes sapphire blue with natural tints of sky blue and silver in them. But how could anyone believe it was me after this look I have going on at the moment? No one that’s who.’ I pulled a knife from my bedside nightstand and watched myself slide it over my skin and the blood drip for a second before the wounds healed before my eyes. My bedroom door opened and Faris walked in.14

“What are you doing?” he said grabbing the knife from my hand.15

“I wasn’t doing anything. It doesn’t matter anyways. Look they are already back to normal. And barely any scars at all.”16

“That’s because you’re… you’re you. And right now I think you really need something to occupy your time. I’m getting you a job where you will not wear your glamour at all.”17