A few days early before Sonata life falls apart
It has been a few weeks since the battle of the band, and four days after being abandoned by her sisters, Sonata began looking for a place to stay. She hoped someone who was kind enough to let her stay a their house for at least a day, till she can get something for herself, but this prove to be more of a problem then she had imagen.
Present day: My main OC
It was already past noon when I finished helping around the school for Principal Celestia. I was helping out cause I needed some extra credits from all the time I have been gone, and Principal Celestia said I can help out cleaning the school to earn some make-up credits. I hadn't been to school for a little over half the semester, so I missed out on some big events that happened. From what people have told me the "Fall Formal" and "Battle of the Bands" was a sight to see, but I missed out on both. As I was taking out the trash, I noticed a girl sitting by the dumpster. She had light blue hair with dark purple highlights. She was wearing a purple hoodie and blue jean pants. As I looked more closely, I could see her clothes were a bit tattered and dirty; it looked like she was working at a mechanic shop all day. I said nothing to her at first as I threw away the trash, but when I looked at her again, I could see she had been hurt physically. She had bits of scrapes and cuts on her knees and legs, like she had been running from someone. I'm not the one to ignore a girl that's hurt, so I went over to her to see if she was okay.
"Excuse me, are you alright? You seem...a little beat up," I said as I made my way towards her.
When she lifted her head in saw me coming, she began to panic and slowly back up, like I was going to assault her at any moment.
"Hey, calm down. I'm not going to hurt you."-I put my hands up like I was a criminal under arrest as a slowed my pace-"You seem hurt. Is there anything I can do to help?" I said, now standing in front of her.
She looked at me like I was going to strike her across the face, but she seemed to calm down after a few seconds. I hoped it was clear I was not going to hit her.
I asked again, "Is there anything I can do to help you?"
She looked at me for a second. "N-no I'm okay," she said. Seeing the scrapes and cuts on her body, it was obviously a lie, but I looked past it.
"Okay, then. Are you hurt? You seem ruffled up," I noted as I eyed her up and down.
"I, um, fell, that's all. I am okay, really," she said as she sat back down. I could tell she didn't trust me, but there was nothing I could do if she didn't.
"Okay then, guess I'll see you later," I left her there and went back home, with the girl still lingered on my mind.
***
The next day I came to school wondering if that girl was still there, or if she had gone back to her home. When I returned to the dumpster, I wasn't surprised to find that she was still there, sleeping in a shelter that I recognized as the materials I had thrown out yesterday. It was clear that she has been out here all night, as I could see, she had been digging through all the dumpsters nearby. I was sure she hadn't eaten anything, so I ran to a nearby store and bought two sandwiches and some drinks. As I made my way back to her shelter, I noticed she was already getting up and looking around. She turned my way, and I knew she noticed me approaching. This time luckily, she didn't try to leave.
"Hey, I thought you might be hungry, so I got you some sandwiches, if you want one." I held out my bag as I made my way over to her. "Don't know if you would like them, though," As I handed her the bag, a "thank you" escaped her lips. She began to eat the sandwiches, devouring them as if she hadn't eaten in days. Apparently, she hadn't.
"So, what's your deal?" I asked her as she ate. "Are you running away or something?" She stopped eating for a moment and stared at me, a sad expression in her raspberry eyes.
"I'm homeless," she said, the sadness disappearing from her eyes. She looked dull and emotionless at the moment.
I wanted to ask more, but seeing how bothered she had been by this question, I said nothing else. I stayed with her for a little bit longer before I got up to leave. She looked at me as I was about to go.
"If you want, I will bring you some more sandwiches tomorrow. You'll be here, right?" I asked, looking back at her.
She nodded in agreement to that. I felt bad leaving her there now that I knew for sure she was homeless, but I couldn't just invite every homeless person I met to stay with me.
Although, she might be the only one I've seen so far, I thought as I walked home.
***
I came back the next day, like I promised, with some more sandwiches. As I was approaching the dumpsters, I overheard some girls talking to her. More like yelling at her, and nothing they said was nice.
"Why are you even still here? Nobody likes you," sneered one girl with dark blue hair. She had backed up my new friend against the walls.
"Yeah," added another girl with a light purple jean jacket., "After all you and your sisters did, you have the nerve to show your face around here?"
I just stood there, which as my new friend was being bullied. Come on, move! I told myself. Help her! I seemed to be frozen, unable to do anything.
"What's wrong, hmm?" Taunted the Blue Hair Girl. "Can't fight back now?"
"Don't you have anything to say?" Sneered the girl with the Jean Jacket.
"P-please leave me alone." My friend said in tears.
"Why should we now, huh?" The blue haired girl asked, smacking her with the back of her hand, anger blazing in her eyes.
I knew this was about to take a turn for the worst, and I had to stop it now. Suddenly finding I could move again, I rushed over to my friend’s aid. I shoved both her tormentors backwards, surprising them both.
"Wh-what? Are you defending her, why would you do that?" The Blue Haired Girl question, her eyes blazed with fury. "Do you know what she's done?" She approached me as if she was going to punch me. I wasn't too scared of her, though.
"You don't know, do you?" The Jean Jacket Girl asked me.
The Blue Haired Girl, who was now less than a foot away, stopped walking. "Yeah, he doesn't..." she replied, trailing off.
"Oh well, I'm tired of looking at that ponytail menace anyway." She said, tugging at her friend’s shirt as they began walking away, but the angry glances directed toward my friend suggested they'd be back when I left.
I turned to the girl I had just saved. I could see the girls had hit her, although the damage was minor. Her lip seemed to be bruising black and blue already.
"Hey, do you have any place or family you can go to?" I asked, concerned, as I helped her up. When she shook her head no, I sighed.
It might be better to take her back to my place to clean her up, I thought as I looked around for any surprise attacks.
***
Once we made it through the front door, I sat her down in a chair. I could see now that besides the bruised lip, the girls had also inflicted blows on her arms, which were turning similar shades of blue.
"Does anywhere else hurt?" I asked her, checking her arms over. She nodded while holding a hand to her stomach.
"One of them punched me," she explained, "but there's nothing you can do about that. I'll be better soon."
I nodded with understanding. I went to my fridge to grab some ice like packs that was cased in zip-lock bags, for her many bruises. Once they had been placed around her arms and on her lip, we sat there in silence for a little less than half an hour. She didn't seem to be in the mood for talking.
"Thank you," she said simply when she was done. She handed back the ice packs and stood up, ready to go.
"I hoped you're not trying to go back to the alley," I said blocking her path to the door with my arm. She looked at me and I could see within her sad eyes, that's what she was planning on doing. Putting a hand to the back of my head, I sighed nervously. "How about this, you can stay here for the night, umm...,"-as I said this it never cross my mind that I haven't ask her name. " What was your name, I never did asked?"
She paused for a second as if she was deciding if she should tell me or not.
"My name is.....Sonata, Sonata Dusk," she said, taking a seat back down.
"Well Sonata, my name is Blitz Shot." I said lately introducing myself." And why don't you stay here for the night, then we can talk more in the morning. Does that sound okay to you," I said while pointing to the couch with my thumb.
She had opposed to it at first, but agree after I convinced her that those girls might be waiting for her if she goes back out there. After that I brought her a blanket and pillow for her to use, not a minute later, she was already asleep. I knew at this moment, I might have just gotten myself into something, as I look back at her. What that something was, I didn't actually know.
I can't just leave her now, can I? I thought while looking back at her sleeping form, with pity. "I might as well try to convince her to stay here with me, ...she seem really trouble and, ...really tired," I whisper and yawn to myself, as I walked away. And I'm sure she might have a fever, if not a cold at most, from staying outside, and with that thought, I went to my room for a night rest.