𝐓𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬

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"MY BROTHER IS IN THIS FREAKING STORM."

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~[VICTORIA]~

Thunderstorm.

Thunderstorm.

Thunderstorm.

The alarm in my head was ringing; I was doing my best to tame whatever was brewing in me.

In, out, in, out, I breathed.

With my fingers clamped between my thighs, I tapped my feet on the floor. I had to control whatever it was that was coming. Because I was already feeling light-headed, my breath was hitching; But I could not let it happen again.

Not in this place, at least.

So, I continued with my breathing exercise, a bid to normalize my breath.

But the storm outside was still taking me places, places I did not want to be. Those places that I wanted to forget, discard them in the deepest pit of my mind.

Alas, I couldn't.

Thunderstorm.

That's how Mom died. That's how I caused her to die.

If I had just shut my big mouth that night...

The weight of guilt suppressed my chest even more.

She's dead because of you, those voices were at it again. For the second time that night, I wanted to scream, pull at my hair.

You sent your mother to her death, they didn't want to stop. Why wouldn't they stop? I needed them to stop.

But they were still there, in my head, shoving my reality down my throat; That reality that I knew I couldn't escape, yet I still tried to.

Leave me, I begged, please.

Then I heard the kitchen door fling open, my eyes remained fixed on the floor. And from the corner of my eyes, I noticed that Jason walked into the living room. His gaze fell on me, I felt it.

But I focused on calming my breath, rather than his prying eyes.

Just then, footsteps were heard from the stairs. I did not bother to look; My chest was still heavy.

I needed to breath.

Plus, I was sure it was Tracy and Charles.