Blackheart |
Ny story jag precis har börjat med, hope you like it!
Two more weeks, then it’s my turn, my turn to be “handed away.” Right now, we live in a world full of peace and a healthy population. This is due the Hand-away, as it’s called. The Hand-away is an event that every boy and girl has to pass once they’ve turned eighteen. It’s called Hand-away because the girl gets handed away to a boy, who she will marry and have a family with. There is only one catch.
You aren’t allowed to choose your partner; the government chooses your partner. When you are born into this world, the scientists from the government take a lot of samples and if the samples have a good value – you’re allowed to live. If not, the government will have you killed before you even have the chance to live.
This is why we are healthy – according to the government, since they eliminated all bad genes there are only healthy and strong genes left. Basically, it’s just like animal breeding, for example the horses, if the mare have any faults, like incorrect bone-structure or whatever, you pica a stallion to cover those faults. That is exactly what the government is doing to us in this time.
As I said before I’m only two weeks away from this so called Hand away. Actually, you’re allowed to refuse your partner, but if you do so, you aren’t allowed to live in this city anymore. You’ll become an outcast, banned to the forest were you can find more outcasts like you – only most of them have lost their minds, lunatics…yes that’s what’s you would call them.
I would say I’m a good example for a “perfect” human. I’m tall – not too tall though – I have thick, long and light brown hair. My eyes are green; apparently the government likes green eyes. People would say I’m fit, maybe even too fit, but that’s only a good thing.
“Avelina! Can you come and help me with this?” My mother called me, interrupting my daydreaming.
“Coming!” I called back. I was sitting by the window in my room, gazing out over the ocean. Our house was next to the ocean, the view was amazing. Sighing, I got up and walked downstairs to help my mother, I guess she had done some shopping. When I got downstairs I saw my mother struggling with god knows how many bags.
“Ah, thanks darling,” she said and smiled.
My mother, Eva Medicott, was a beautiful woman in her best years. She had long, thick, golden hair, green eyes and delicate features, making her look much younger than her forty-three years. I helped her carry the bags into the kitchen.
“What did you get?” I asked.
“Oh, look at this Ava! I found a dress for your Hand away,” Eva pulled out a beautiful white dress; it was a long-gown with lace from the chest to the waist. It was shoulder-less and it was beautiful. I looked at it with a troubled face. In fact, I didn’t want to go through this Hand away.
A year ago, I had fallen in love with my neighbor, Jared Andersen. We had always been friends since childhood and I’d always liked him, but last year, I accidently told him my feelings and he told me he felt the same way. But this love is forbidden, it’s not allowed to love or have any relationship with any other person than your decided partner. We never told anyone about us and when we meet in public, we act like we usually did – when we were just friends. We both know that we won’t be each other’s partners, since he has flaws that I won’t compensate.
“It looks nice,” I murmured and smiled.
“Come on, try it on,” my mother urged, as she pushed the gown onto me.
I sighed and went back to my room to change. I stripped from my clothes, they were simple, a light, blue halter-neck dress that showed of my “good” body. I stood there, in my room, only dressed in underwear and held the beautiful gown. There had been some gossip in the town that I was going to be handed away to the towns “prince.” I say prince, since his family has one of the best blood-line in the entire country – hence the royal treatment.
Scott Hansen, as his name is, is handsome and to the outside world he has the perfect personality but the fact is that his personality is horrible. To put it simply – he’s an asshole.
Sighing, once again, I put the gown on. It fit me perfectly – as expected of my mother. I was just about to head downstairs when I heard my mother talking to someone. I gasped when I heard the voice – it was a voice I knew too well. Jared was downstairs. Taking a deep breath, I strode down the stairs and headed to the kitchen were the voices came from. There a strong, tall male was standing, his dark brown hair tousled. Jared had his back to the door; he turned when he saw my mother’s expression of wonder, his baby-blue eyes met mine and I could feel myself getting hot.
“Oh, Avelina, you look beautiful! Don’t you agree, Jared,” Eva gushed.
“Yeah, that fits you perfectly,” Jared said softly, his deep voice sent shivers down my spine.
“It’s for her Hand away. Isn’t it perfect,” Eva purred, she was in seventh-heaven.
“Okay, stop with the compliments, you’re embarrassing me!” I blushed. “Oh that’s right! Jared, I have one of your books in my room, would you mind come to my room and get it?”
“No problem, if it’s okay with you, Mrs. Medicott?” Jared said politely.
“Please, Jared, how many times have I told you to call me Eva,” my mother said. “Of course it is okay, would you like to stay for dinner, Jared?”
“Yes please, if it’s not too much trouble for you Eva,” Jared said.
“Of course not,” Eva said and started to prepare dinner.
I rolled my eyes and gave Jared a brief smile and turned. I heard his footsteps behind me as I walked up the stairs. As we reached my room, I waited until Jared had walked inside my room, then I silently closed the door. The moment I closed the door, I felt a pair of strong arms embracing me. I turned in his embrace and wrapped my arms around his neck. He chuckled lightly and pressed his lips against mine. I answered his kiss by slightly opening my mouth, allowing his tongue to enter. Every kiss with Jared was sweet, too sweet to resist, I guess what’s forbidden always tastes the sweetest.
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| Kommentarer - (Snittbetyg: 5) | MyBlackBird - 4 maj 14 - 17:57- Betyg:  | Ah detta gillar vi, nu får vi se vad dessa två hittar på när "prinsen" hämtar henne.
Haha två stories att läsa :D
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