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The alarm bursted in my ears, making me wake up and fall from my bed in a scared reaction. I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror… Even though it was late afternoon, my room looked quite dark, well, that’s how it’s supposed to look right? I’m a Goth. So, returning to my story, I looked in the mirror and noticed a guy with dead-pale skin and black messed-up-hair, just like Robert Smith’s (The Cure’s vocalist). I looked closer in strange curiosity, “Oh, that’s me!” I remembered.

The clock striked 6pm, and I was already an hour late for work (Nocturnal part-time job at a bookstore…), so I just grabbed a black satin outfit, my black combat boots, and dressed up. Tripping at least five times with all the candles, magazines, and one and another forgotten t-shirt or sweater on my room’s floor.

If I arrived late again, surely, my boss, Miss Madrid, would fire me this time. So I decided to take a shorter way outside, instead of running down the stairs and having to look for the keys of my door…. I jumped from the second floor’s window and landed with a hard thud on the over-grown-dry-grass of my front garden… Cleaned myself and stood up, I looked back. Only the rose bushes gave my old gray house a faint drop of color.

Then I ran, ran, and ran until I could see the big lightened sign that spelled out



“Merlin’s Bookstore and Antiques”.



I slowly crept inside; Miss Madrid wasn’t in sight, that –was- a relief! So I silently moved towards the counter. “Ichabod!*”, and old and ghoulish voice screamed. Miss Madrid emerged from behind one of the big piles of dusty books scattered all over the main hall.

”I really tried to arrive early today ma’am. I swear I tried.”, I said in my usual calm and cold voice, usually no more than a faint whisper. I looked at her as she walked to me, a thin line that looked like an effort to smile twitched in the right corner of my lips.

”Oh, come on. You know well you didn’t! Just look at yourself, it seems to me that you slept over again!” She laughed.

It was true, my appearance said it all; deep-purple eye shadows surrounding my eyes because of the lack of sleep. You would have them also if you spent all day ( And this time I say day because I sleep during those hours of light, and wake up at noon.) watching the 4 movies of The Crow in a row, my long black hair all messed up, again, like Robert Smith’s, or some kind of Edward Scissorhands impersonator… or any other character made up by Tim Burton….

”Next time I swear I will fire you Ichabod! I haven’t done that because I feel pity for you all right? Oh, and don’t forget to lock the door well when u close the place at 12!” I nodded as she took her purse, and walked out. She was gone. I sighted.



11 pm, and I was dying to shut the place down and run home. I stared blankly at the clock on the wall, waiting for it to ring twelve times. The bells of the clock always have made me shiver.

Just 15 minutes before the bell rang, I heard some screams outside; well, they were more like insults. I took a look outside, just to satisfy my curiosity. I saw two “wiggers” (White guys who act like rappers, Eminem for example.), bothering on a girl, a clerk from the store right in front of Merlin’s Bookstore, Hot Topic. I saw she was pretty annoyed by these guys, who were trying to convince her to go out with them. She kicked them off but they laughed and came back making a fuss. (I knew something was wrong because you will NEVER see a Goth lass dating two wiggers….) I would have called the police right away, but the last time I did so, they never believed me a lawn-elf had kidnapped my cat, Mr. Poe! So I unconsciously tried playing hero. “Hey you two! It’s not of gentlemen to bother ladies this way…” my voice was shaky, but a little higher than the usual, “please leave her alone and go away, Savvy?”

They pushed her away, “Aw, sorry man, we were jus’ playing!”. I smiled happy to know they would go away, so I turned around and went back to the entrance of the store when I felt a heavy hand on my shoulder. I turned around and WHAM! Everything went black. I felt myself hit the floor heavily, felt my head like if it was spinning.

I heard them go away though, both were laughing at me also, “Jesus! Did you see that? Haha! Skinny Goth guy Hero of the night! Freak Goth! Freak, freak, freak! Just like Hot Topic’s Dolly, too bad she didn’t like us….” Their voices vanished as I passed out.



I came up to my senses with a mixture of fright and relief… On one hand, half of my face stung in pain, the other half was completely numb…. But on the other side, I could feel a very soft and slender little hand rubbing my cheek. A girl’s hand. I slowly opened my eyes, and what was my surprise to see that Hot Topic lass was next to me, smiling. It was the first time ever I noticed how pretty she looked. “Are you better now..? May I help you with something?” she asked as she helped me sit on a nearby chair. I couldn’t help but take a look at her from head to toes. Wonderful, now I knew why they called her Hot Topic’s Dolly…. Pink-and-white striped cotton stockings, a short dress matching the stockings, and a snow-white skin… like mine, but with a delicate blush on her cheeks, that with her long, curly hair, and small, delicate burned-pink lips, made her look like a fairy. I couldn’t resist it, I loved her right away.

”Am I Dead?” I whispered, my cold gray eyes fixed on hers, she laughed softly. “Am I in Heaven?” My heart beated so hard and fast I thought they were gunshots. “Of course you’re not dead… Thank you for helping me.” I tried to tell her I really didn’t do much, but my lips betrayed me by saying in a whisper “I must be dead, I’m watching an angel right in front of me,” my voice grew shaky, “Unless an angel decided to fly low enough for me to see it.” She laughed again and blushed madly. Then she kissed my forehead, and turned around to see what hour it was. I was about to ask her name, but she quickly interrupted me, “Oh, I’m sorry, I wished I could stay longer, but I really have to go home right now! I must get going, because I came here by foot and it will take me a while to get there.” She took a chocolate from the counter.

”Um… maybe I can walk you home, you know, to make shure you get there safe…?” All I wanted was to see her a few more minutes.

”That’s so sweet! Of course I would like to walk home with you.” I opened the door for her to go out first and locked the door carefully.

On the way to her house, we didn’t talk at all. She would look up at me and then turn around like as if she were too shy to talk to me while in the street. So was I, I was afraid to tell her what I felt about her. I’m the type of guy that most of the time hides his feelings… to protect myself… from the others.

Finally, we got to her front porch. We stood one infront of the other for some minutes, too ashamed to talk. So I thought, it’s now or never. I leaned slowly to kiss her tiny little pink lips… it took me all my courage to lean close, but nothing happened. She pushed me slowly away. I understood that, I just had met her. She hugged me. “Thanks”. I smiled and waved farewell to her.

I was crossing the street when I remembered I didn’t know her name, so I turned around to do so. The front door of the house opened, and I could see a young vampire-like man greeted her… “Ah, Cassiel… I was wondering when would you come home…”

I smiled, “So Cassiel is her name…” I looked closer. My tiny little black heart, or what was left of it, broke into pieces.. like if it was made of glass. I saw them kiss; he took her in his arms and closed the door, blocking my view.

I swear I could even hear the bits of glass fall to the pavement. A tear rolled down my cheek.

But then I found a logical answer to my problem. Why hadn’t I imagined since the beginning that such a beautiful angel like her was obviously going to have a boyfriend already? Lucky him. I smiled and walked home, where the rose bushes and black candles were waiting for me, my own little dark and surreal world.





THE END



*hey, i love that name savvy?