𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙃𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝘽𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 *

𝐕𝐈𝐕 - 𝘖𝘩 𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘭

TW: Cuss words

You ran . . and ran and ran and ran .

You ran until your legs were shaking , your arms flaying by your sides , your chest hurting from lack of rest , your head dizzy .

Everything was ringing in your ears , the town seemed like a blur until you slowed down finally .

You stumbled to a park bench , you sat down as you look around finally . It was quiet , sunset nearly becoming nightfall . The trees swished in the wind , leaves falling to the ground . The sound of wind chimes singing in the air from nearby houses .

There was a fountain , a pretty fountain . It was just a few feet away from you . You stared at it , letting your body relax . Your mouth was swelled up sadly , it felt like cotten in your mouth . You never wanted more water in your life .

Your eyelids were dropping heavily, exhaustion hitting you like a brick .

' I should probably call Velle . . ' you thought as you slumped against the bench , shivering against the wind , clouds covering the sky quickly .

But how ? There was no telephones near you or on the street .

You groaned as you went to get up but immediately sat down , your legs nearly gave out , shaking like crazy once more .

You decided to wait there a little while longer before getting up to leave .

You rubbed at the tension at your wrists , still hurting from when Cruella held you down .

You swallowed as you laid down completely on the park bench , to tired to get up .

You sweared at yourself , feeling guilty for just sprinting out , " I should have told her , " you said to yourself .

You knew you shouldn't be feeling guilty, and you did nothing wrong , except for stabbing a bitch , but who could blame you ?

You shook your head and turned to your side , pressing right up against the park bench . You sighed as you shivered .

Your feelings hurt , so did your heart . You were tired of feeling like this . Tired of feeling guilty and being alone . You wanted someone to feel the same as you . Someone who understands what it feels like .

You started crying , you wanted to be held like you were the most precious thing .

You wanted , yet you hated to admit it , your mom and dad . Not the crackhead or the drunks that they are , but the good ones .

You wanted them to act like actual parents and care about you . That's all you wanted . You thought if they were better parents , you would actually be way more healthier and stabler when it came to your mental and physical health .

You sobbed into the freezing night , holding yourself as you shivered .

" I just want to be happy , " you cried into the night sky . Your head spinning as your eyes finally closed .

You didn't care at this point wether if you were going to fall asleep on the park bench , you were used to it from when you were little so what difference does it make now ?