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Alter (S)aints Rose & Mizzy -- (m)
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Mizeria
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The noise rang clear taking her from her thoughts. She got her hopes up. Someone else maybe? Thats never happened before. She tried not to jump at the chance to talk to someone else. Someone like her. She thought back to what happened... but could only remember the mirror in the rest room and the smirk on her lips.
Panic hit her in such a wave there was nothing she could do. She started to shake. Tears fell from her eyes. Silent sobs left her as she lay there helpless and in pain. Each movement hurt her more. She had to find a way to get out. She couldn't last here anymore... She wished for him... and then wished she hadn't. He had died so many years ago leaving her alone....
Her mind froze on his face, or really just those eyes. She fell into them any time she looked at them. Chocolate brown. Deep and loving. He was her protector... and he had died because of her. She tried to bring herself out of these thoughts. She focused on the panic, but that didn't work. Even with everything the guilt rang true. Panic attacks taking away the past? No way. Just increases the memories ten fold.
Twenty minutes later she lay still. Heart rate back to normal levels. Tears dried on her face. Wounds still fresh and hurting. She took a deep breath and forced herself to move. She stood on her crappy sneakers. Ripped and torn from over use. She was in an oversize white t-shirt and shorts. She couldn't figure out why they had changed her clothes when she first got here... but that was so long ago she couldn't remember what she had been wearing before.
She walked to the bars and looked down the hall. Hers was the very last cell on the left if you were walking towards her end of the hall. The cell across from her was empty. She reached for her voice again praying for some noise. Any courage she could grasp right now would be the best.
"Is someone there? I heard a noise.... Please. If you're there just answer me." Her voice was nearly begging for it to be true. That she was not condemned to this living hell alone anymore. She didn't think she had any tears left to spare but she surprised herself once more. Silent tears slipped down her face. "Please..."
Posted 05-04-2013, 11:02 PM