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Tw: Sensitive subjects such as: fire, death, pain
Tw: Panic attack
~A couple of days later
The darkness is outrunning me.
I can't seem to tuck it away anymore.
I used to be the best at hiding it—and when it became too much, I could excuse myself and distract myself with work.
But I don't want to run away from Daisy. So every time the subject is about cages, fire, torture, killing or family, I just grit my teeth and endure it.
For Daisy.
I feel better around her, but I can't get a grip on myself. The words try to spill out—the truth.
Even though—in shameless moments, moments in panic and in fear—I have thought my brothers should know, I do not have the power nor the strength to tell them.
They're weaknesses, those moments, those thoughts, and I need to get rid of them.
I stand up to go grab coffee with my brothers, but quickly grip the edge of my desk when I feel my head spinning.
Woah.
I squint my eyes and blink a few times, but the dizziness doesn't disappear. Talking about, I feel my chest get heavy and my breathing getting short.
Fuck.
My knuckles turn white to the force I'm using to grip on the desk. I feel like the room's spinning, everything's spinning.
Turn it off. Turn it off. Turn it. Off.
I gasp for breath. This is another weakness of mine, caring too much—Father's words remind me of it every day since I was nine.
Closing my eyes, I count 'till ten in my head. Then, I breathe in through my mouth and out of my nose.
Or should I breathe in through my nose and out through my mouth?
I glance at my computer, to the possibility of figuring it out, but I notice my hands are trembling too much anyway. So I leave it.
Stilling my hand by gripping my thigh, I try to calm down. I don't even have a reason to have a panic attack right now—nothing's even happening.
Maybe I should try to call—
Daisy.
My eyes shoot open and fly to the door. I should be on my way there, I know for one my brothers are. We agreed to meet at the elevators at ten, but they always go when I'm five minutes late.
Glancing at the screen, I see it is now 10:20 am, so I'm way too late. Everyone's in the coffee shop now, so even if I faint, no one will notices.
That relieves me.
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Light Gathers Darkness | 18+
Romance"Be a good girl for us, little love." I watch them coming closer. "D-daddy, wha-" "Be a good girl and bend over." **** Daisy Solace is a girl who has everything going great in her life. She works in the local coffee shop-something she loves. She has...