Miss Eqaya

FYE

You're walking inside the mall, getting pushed around by taller, uglier people. Walking into a store at random, you see it is a Music Store. To be precise: F.Y.E. You spot the only customer there- a skinny, slender, black-curly haired girl with very plain attire. Her eyes- they are nothing you've ever seen. "Hi." You said politely, walking over to her. She spots you. "Oh- Hi." She says in response. "What's your name?"
guest."
She smiles. It nearly melts you- she's a heart breaker, you think. "I'm Eqaya. Would you like to know some statistics?"

Stats

NAME: Eqaya
AGE: Eighteen or so
GENDER: Female
MOTHER: Dead
FATHER: Dead
SIBLINGS:[?] N/A
LOVE: Dead...
CHILDREN: Never had any
APPEARANCE: Skinny, slender, with black, glossy curls that fall down to her shoulders. Pale skinned, with a cyan-colored star tattoo right above her pant lines. Cyan eyes.
PERSONALITY: Actress, hurt, torn up inside, heart-broken, can cheer other people up but not herself.
FEARS: Planes, death, boys, trust

Her Story

You smile. She seems sweet and kind and funny and graceful- everything you would love to be. "How did it begin?" You ask. She suddenly goes stiff, her eyes start glistening. "I'll tell you... just this once..."

-The Beginning-
I was sixteen. I was just out of highschool, with my childhood sweetheart. We were in complete puppy love- and had been for what seemed like, forever." She gulps, and continues. "I will never forget the night... he purposed." She whispers. "We were at a park- it was our five year anniversary, and we just wanted to chill for one night. He asked to go on the playground. He knew I had always loved the playground, how it made me feel childish and free."
I sat on the monkey bars, and he sat below me. I was looking up at the stars, so I didn't notice when he got down on one knee and took the ring out." She took a deep breath. "'Eqaya...' he whispered to me. I looked down, and nearly fell off. 'Yes?' I whispered back. This was what I had always wanted, what I had always dreamed of. 'Eqaya, will you marry me?'"

-The Accident-
I agreed. It only made sense for us two kids to get married- we would be together forever, it seemed like. So, everything was going perfect, smoothly."
For about six months. It was two weeks before the wedding. My fiance had always had an adrenaline seeking side to him, so he went on adventures, like sky diving, all that jazz. Anyways; he was flying up to Canada, to go do some ice fishing. I remember this night as clearly as when he purposed to me." She sniffed, and tears glistened on her pale face. "I was watching the news, when it said that a plane crashed. Hm, I remember thinking. I'd better call him and make sure he's alright. So, I called him. It rang, and rang, and rang, and he never picked up. He must still be on the plane, I thought. So, I didn't worry. But then, the worse moment of my life happened."

-The Survivors-
The newscasters said that the plane was headed for Canada, the same place he was headed. My heart started racing, and I panicked. Then, they said the names of the survivors.
He wasn't one of them." She choked out. Apparently, there was more, because she continued. "I cried for days on end, thinking about the last time we hugged, kissed, cried, everything. He tore my heart into little pieces, and God stomped on them. Were we not meant to be? I remember thinking that night. Were we that bad for eachother? Why, God, why me?! I was furious at myself. I blamed me for his death- I shouldn't have let him go, I should have made him stay here. Then he would be here right now, soothing me, caressing my hair.

Family

You pat her arm, comforting her. "I'm so sorry." You whisper sympathetically. She nodded, and fought for breath. Steadily, she regained herself. "Sorry." She said sadly. "Would you like to meet the people who took care of me afterword?" You nod, anything to get away from that subject.

COMING SOON, DEARIES! ♥