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[38] I Hate You

'You know, deep down, you're worthless, just like Veronica. She never listened, just like you. You're off to a very rough start. As soon as I break you and my worthless sisters, this body shall be mine, and you'll be the host of the forgotten fifth form. My outcasted sister shall rise again, and we'll have complete and total control of your pathetic life. Your mind, soul, and body shall be used for destruction, and when I get what I want, I won't need you anymore. You'll see your puny, worthless, pathetic mother soon.' 

You could hear my father from a mile away, the way he was yelling for me. I was weak, so I couldn't call back for him, and my voice seemed to be nonexistent. My vision was blurry, like I was looking through a fishtank. My arms felt heavy, like a bucket of water, because when you think about it, a bucket of water becomes an instant ton of bricks. I was able to look around the room, and I found out why my arms felt so heavy. They were strapped down, and I started to panic. My dad suddenly burst into the room, and I shrieked. He was at my side, holding my hand and stroking my hair as I thrashed about on the bed.

"Princess, relax. Nothing's going to hurt you." he whispered.

"You're lying!" I yelled, but it wasn't my voice. It was Phoenix's, Floraa's, Aquaria's, or even Demoria's. It was unrecognizable. My dad let go of my hand, looking at me in shock and fear. 

"Cynthia, your eyes... they're red." my dad whispered, and I screamed.

"Get her out! Get them out!" I heard myself yell, and then the other voice would take over, crying out for freedom. I continued to writhe and scream, and another person entered the room.

"Phil, what's going on?" I heard Bruce ask, and I started to whimper. 

"The same thing that happened to Veronica. It's an inner war, but she's younger, so she's having a harder time fighting." so they were discussing me like a piece of meat. Fucking A man. Bruce walked over to me, and my dad gasped.

"Her eyes, they're black now." he whispered, and Bruce stroked my hair.

"Demoria?" Bruce whispered, and I felt myself nod. When he acknowledge her, my body began to relax. He continued to stroke my hair, and a noise was caught in my throat. Oh fuck no, I am not purring.

"Why are you doing this?" Bruce whispered, and I felt my head turn so I could see him.

"Why should I tell you? Your monster betrayed me. Your monster.... he fell in love with her! The host of this pathetic body! Your Hulk left me! I hate you!" Demoria cried out, and my eyes shut tightly.

"You idiot! Have you not just told him what has gotten you up into such a state? This is why yu are alone!' the new voice hissed. That's it, I was getting sick of this. This is my body, god dammit! As my eyes were shut, I reached for Bruce's hand, squeezing it.

"Put me.... ARGH! Put me to sleep! Sedate me! Do something so I can stop this!" I grit out, and he nodded. 

"I don't want to do this... but here goes..." Bruce murmured, and he stuck the needle in my arm again. I felt him take my hand, running his thumb over my knuckles. As the sedative started working, I couldn't feel my body, but from the way Bruce moved his thumb, I could tell I was tense. I opened my mouth to say something, but before I could, the sedative kicked in, full force, and everything went pitch black.

XxxA/NxxX

Hey guys! This chapter is short, but it's a filler chapter. Why do you guys think Cynthia wanted Bruce to sedate her? Who do you think the fifth voice was? Tell me what you think! Love you all <3