The world is full of many people. Two specific people who we’ll call Gee and Bee roamed our world as friends. However, that changed when Gee, a boy with long, black hair and green eyes, with an oval shaped face and a little skinny had confessed his feelings toward Bee. While Gee was weak, had a triangle-like nose, thin, black eyebrows, Bee had short, blue hair that, as the hair flowed more downwards, turned into a purple ombre. She had beautiful brown eyes and always wore a purple long dress that covered her feet. She was always barefoot. Gee wore cloak, with the hood down. He wore a brown T-shirt and a darker brown shade of pants. He had black shoes with a buckle across them, and white socks.
Bee was gorgeous, yes, but jealous. Women didn’t see Gee the way she saw him, but she thought women wanted him. She was goofy and had a low voice and her laugh was very dorky. Her smile was huge and adorable. Gee loved her.
Bee had been expecting a baby. She found out after it started showing.
“My love,” she said in a sweet voice, “look!” She placed her hands on her stomach.
Gee rubbed his eyes and bended down to look at it. He looked up at Bee, who was smiling and blushing. Gee rose from the ground, and with one swing, slapped Bee.
“I GIVE YOU ALL MY LOVE AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME? YOU HAVE A BABY? WHO IS THE FATHER? HOW COULD YOU BETRAY ME LIKE THIS?” He shouted.
Bee looked at him, puzzled. His shouting made her ignore the pain of her cheek that stung. She made her goofy laugh, then said, “Oh geez, calm down, sweetie! It’s your kid!” -she smiled- “Isn’t this great?”
While Bee was overloaded with joy, Gee was filled with hatred. He never wanted a kid. He was in denial that this thing was his doing. He left Bee right then and there. When Bee had the kid, she couldn’t bare to look at him. His beautiful green eyes and black hair reminded Bee of the love of her life that abandoned her. The baby had a round nose, like Bee.
The Kingdom that Bee and Gee lived in fell into war. This wasn’t just any war. This war wasn’t against another Kingdom; for it was a fight between Bee and Gee. Gee moved on and had a new lover. When Bee found out, she realized her child meant nothing to Gee, either, and she had no reason to care for it. She had always had hope he would come back. He’d see the wrong in what he did. This hope was ripped apart. Bee started a war by breaking into Gee’s castle and attempting murder on his love.
Gee’s love was the Queen. While Bee failed to kill the Queen, she escaped with only one person knowing it was her that did this- Gee.
The Kingdom split into two sides; Gee and Bee. These sides were both brutally murdered. There was no mercy for civilians refusing to fight. Towers and buildings came crashing down one night of the war. People called this the Battle of Tears.
Gee and the Queen had a child. Little did the Queen know, Gee only had the child to break Bee’s spirit. It worked. The night the Kingdom fell apart physically was the night Bee planned to kill the Queen again. Her own child, however, she left in her house that was then rubble. It suffocated under ashes and tiles. Bee didn’t care. Bee, dagger in hand, spotted Gee and the Queen running out of the Kingdom along with all subjects. Gee held on to the Queen’s hand, his other hand carrying his daughter.
Bee sprinted over to the family and grabbed the Queen by the blue cloth wrapped around her neck. The Queen screamed, and tried to push Bee away. Gee turned around and ran right in front of his love. The dagger was impelled.
“M-my love…” the Queen said, her eyes swelling with tears, “y-you…you are not bleeding.”
“My love,” Bee said with no emotion, “you are not dead. Someone else is.”
Gee looked down to see the dagger shot right through his daughter’s skull. He dropped her to the ground. Her eyes were already shut. The cloth she was wrapped in unraveled as she fell to the dead grass.
“NO!” Gee shrieked, “NO! NOOOOOOO! NO! Y-YOU CAN’T DIE! NO! NO!- he started to sob- NO, NO, NO!” Gee dropped to his knees and cried. His hands covered his face. The Queen’s eyes widened. Her jaw dropped and tears sprawled from her eyes.
Bee’s dagger dripped of blood, her hand shaking. She stepped back. Her eyes were big, tears streaming down her face.
Why am I crying? she thought, I shouldn’t crying, why am I crying.
Gee looked up at Bee. He had the same expression he had when he looked up at her when she was pregnant. His eyes looked cold and dead as he said, “stay here and die.”
He grabbed the Queen’s hand and ran out of the Kingdom. He pounded his fist against the gate and ran. Rubble from be hide him came crashing down and blocked the gate opening. Bee was the only one left. She heard a voice from the other side of the gate say, “Stay and rot forever, you bastard.”
Gee’s voice trailed off, along with the Queen’s cries.
Bee sat criss-crossed on the dead grass. Her hair danced with the light breeze and swooped to the left, along with her dress. She had a plain expression on her face as the wind made the metal decor hanging from some flower pots cling together, making a lovely sound. On the other hand, the wind made another metal decoration hanging with holes in it play a beautiful tune. The wind chimes sound the same, she thought.
Bee stood up and walked peacefully back to what was left of her home. She used all of her strength to lift wood planks off the ground, only to find her son snoring. He was alive. The planks toppled on top of each other, stopping every single plank from hitting the ground and keeping them above the baby. It trapped the baby in a safe tent-like structure made out of wood. Bee held the baby in her arms.
A bottle with a purple liquid was in the baby’s soft, tiny hands. He was rattling it, shaking it to make the substance squish around in the glass.
Why is this bottle not shattered? All the other ones then-
She thought, only to see her excitement disappear as she saw the wooden planks have broken glass beneath them. Plugs scattered around the area, as well.
So what does this one do…
Bee ripped the plug off with her teeth, then spat it onto the ground. The baby in her hand laughed when Bee did that. Bee smiled and laughed back.
She raised the bottle up to her soft lips and…
I hope you guys are excited for a possible part 2!
I might make a little animation of Bee. Not a video, just a little gif. (Not a pixel one.)
So you might ask after I show the custom why does Bee look like a monster with horns and her eyes change color?
It’s a surprise. And who said that was Bee? Because of her hair? Psh. You might need more evidence, buddy.
The gif was so stressful to make that I cut the gif out for the one with the black outline, sorry!
- The head was made from this
- The original head was from Jenneh
Yea- I know- not my best work, but I promise I’ll attempt a Re-Do when Part 2 is created.
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