(Echo's Pov)
My eyes shot open as I sat up and screamed, my body ached and trembled as I felt all hot and sweaty. Tears and sweat streamed down my face as I heard runnin footsteps knowin it'd be my older brother Blaise...
Most days happened this way...I'd end up havin more nightmares about my past bein raped by one of my stepfathers and haven't slept decently since...it's been 5 years...5 years since it's happened and I feel like I'm not doin any better...
My door swung open and light flicked on revealin Blaise with a worried and concerned look. He walked up to me peacefully and sat next to me on my bed and wrapped his arms around me. I clenched onto his tanktop and choked on sobs as he rubbed my head and back while tryin to calm me down "Shshs sis it's okay...you're okay...you're safe now and he's dead...I promise nothin bad like that will ever happen to you again...I swear to you" He whispered his promise to me...
It's been 5 years and this shit still affects me...that man is dead and nothin like that has ever happened since but that doesn't make the pain and trauma go away...I can still feel and remember everythin...I don't know how Blaise managed to block it from his mind or how he's not as fucked up as me...maybe he is and just has a better time hidin it but I just don't understand why I'm not better...
I mean Blaise has helped me through it and I can't thank him enough but I just feel like nothin's workin...I don't know what I'm supposed to do...get therapy? Medicine? That just makes me seem crazy and I already feel insane as it is...
Blaise rocked us back and forth while hummin softly as I just choked on sobs waitin for my body to stop shakin...That man ruined me...he took everythin away from me...my voice, my sleep, my hunger, my childhood...my innocence...all of it...just gone within those couple of nights he'd come in my room late at night and touch me and end up doin the same to Blaise...
No matter how many times I scrub myself up or shower/bathe...it will never get rid of the feelin of his hands, mouth, his crotch...none of it will ever leave...I still feel the sheer pain that man put me in...I remember beggin him to stop and cryin out in so much pain when he forcefully shoved himself inside me...he's hold me down tightly and leave bruises on my skin...He left me unable to walk for days...
The amount of times I vomited due to the sheer sick feelin inside me, my body never stopped trembling that I would pass out from bein overwhelmed and stimulated, I never ate, slept and I never stopped cryin...Blaise tried to help but that man broke me...and now that he's dead due to unfortunately circumstances...and yet 5 years later I'm still just as broken and I don't think I can be fixed...
You know what they say about time heals all wounds? Yea...well I think that's a lot of bullshit...time doesn't do shit when you've been raped and traumatized...so I'd love to hear anyone say that to me because clearly they don't know the shit I've gone through...
When me and Blaise went to Hogwarts...it was just me and him...We were put in the same house, got the same classes and yet, everythin was the same if not worse...I couldn't sleep and if I did, I'd wake up screamin each night that I'm pretty sure everyone in Slytherin hates me for that.
Any loud noises like kids screamin or laughin or sudden and fast movements like runnin or hand gestures made me flinch or triggered anxiety attacks that left me shakin and cryin wantin to both vomit and pass out...but Blaise never left my side and didn't care what consequences happened to him...no matter what he was always there for me, protectin me from everythin and everyone and I can't thank him enough...
Sure, over the years, things got a bit easier since I got used the school and the classes and people...I can sleep somewhat okay again, I can eat sometimes and after school hobbies and such are a great distraction, but the trauma never truly goes away...I don't know how it will or even if it will...
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Darlin' (Oliver Wood Fanfic)
Fanfiction*MENTIONS OF R*PE YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED* Echo Zabini wasn't your average 16 year old girl living in London, England with her older brother and widowed mother. Growing up hasn't been easy for these siblings as their mother not only re-married 6 t...