I woke up again to Kermit's warm touch missing beside me, and I sat up against the pillows. Another day I guess. I get up and throw on a hoodie to hide the bruises before walking downstairs. I can't be bothered putting on the bandages for now. I walk into the kitchen to see Charsuki helping Zacharias making breakfast. "Morning sleepyhead~!" Charsuki chirped as she placed another pancake onto a place on the counter. "Morning," I say, masking my emptiness with a comforting smile and making a mug of coffee. I sit down at the table and take a sip. "Did you want some pancakes Lance?" Zacharias asks me, and I reply "No thanks, It's fine Zach." Charsuki floats towards me with a "Hey, you don't look so well, are you okay?" I stop. "What do you mean? I don't feel sick" She sighed before continuing, "I don't mean it in that way Lance, I mean you look down in the dumps, what's wrong?" She looks at me with her gentle eyes. I couldn't tell her, she's only young. She wouldn't understand. "I feel fine, just haven't had enough time to properly wake up," I mumble while my eyes wandered over to the window. "Alright, if you say so. Just remember we're here for you if you want to talk," She says, before walking back over to the kitchen. Hmph, I just can't do this right now... and it didn't take long before I was lost in my thoughts once again.
I sat there alone for what felt like an hour, contemplating everything that was going on, and then it hit me again. My breathing and pulse quickened and I felt a stabbing pain in my chest, causing me to tremble and cry. I couldn't stop, I felt so helpless.
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I am helpless
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RandomThis story is about my character Lance's struggles with trauma and just an overall vent. Yeah- ⚠️ Trigger warnings: ⛓ Sexual trauma ⛓ ⛈ Child Molestation ⛈ 🔪 Childhood abuse 🔪 🌈 Homophobia 🌈 ⚡️ Swearing ⚡️ 🌓 Sorta graphic 🌗 💊 Depression 💊...
