“You’ve changed.”

His words hung heavy in the air as she lifted her head and held his gaze; dark eyes glazed with sadness and a cynical smile adorning her make-up smudged face.

Her raven hair flowed in waves around her petite body as she swayed slightly on her feet; vodka coursed through her veins. An unlit cigarette hung from between her delicate fingertips.

But she was still beautiful. Not the pure, innocent beauty she had been a year ago. Rather a beauty more like art. A creation tainted by the broken soul of the artist.

He couldn’t deny the pang of regret he felt knowing he had held the paintbrush.

“I suppose I have.”

About haringeyunchained

Haringey Unchained is a collective of students aiming to show case the creative talent of Haringey Sixth Form College in Tottenham, London. We think that through the promotion of our creative thoughts, we can educate our community, bringing to the foreground the critical and creative consciousness of a vibrant school in a deprived part of London. We are endeavouring to provide this blog as a platform for our community, giving the space to those whose work otherwise might not be seen or read. Being that the cuffs are off, we are able to express through our photography, art, short fiction and poetry, what’s really on our minds. We are free.

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