l'appel du vide (henry creel fanfiction)

003

Slight trigger warning for abuse and a panic attack. Flashback is in italics. Shawtys be safe out there.

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The next morning Amelia was awoken by a knock on her door.

Four knocks.

Dr Brenner only knocks twice.

This wasn't him. This was someone different.

Her heart pounded in her ears.

Four loud knocks on her door rang through the room again.

"Wake up!"

Amelia flinched out of bed and onto the ground.

"Wake! Up!" A mans voice boomed through the room.

Amelia's breath quickened as the lock turned in slow motion.

The man was drunk. He was extremely drunk. Meaning she was screwed.

'Not today.' She thought. 'I'm not doing this today.'

As soon as the door opened and the man stumbled in muttering something about her being a whore, she took her shot.

A blast of energy caused the man to hit the hallway wall behind him and Amelia ran for it.

His shouts behind her got further away and she thought she could make it.

Her bare feet echoed in the hallway as she ran. She could taste freedom.

She saw the exit. She was close.

Her hope was cut short as another scientist appeared around a corner and tased her.

"NO! PLEASE!" The young girl screamed out in pain.

The scientist hit her with the baton and she  fell to the ground with an groan.

Then she was tased again.

And again.

And again.

And again.

"Melia?" A soft voice rang through her flashback. "Melia breathe, you are safe."

When Amelia got back to her senses, she was huddled in the corner with tears streaking down her face. Her small body was trembling with fear and her eyes searched to recognise who was talking to her.

"Peter?" She whispered, one hand trying to push him away the other grasped in his hand. Her eyes locking onto his.

"Yes. It is me. You are alright, ok? It was just a memory." Peter assured her. Never breaking the eye contact. "This is real."

Amelia let out a sob as Peter wrapped his arms around her. He could feel her body tense and twitch as phantom shocks purged her body.

He hated this.

While he didn't understand what she went through, he knew that shock therapy and electrocution in general was the worst thing someone could ever go through.

The pair stayed like this for an hour. Peter stayed, stroking her back and whispering affirmations of safety into her ears as her mind finally calmed.

"I'm sorry." Amelia whispered, her breathing in sync with the Orderly.

"Melia, it is not your fault, okay?" He smiled at her. "I got you something. With your fathers consent of course."

Peter scooted back from her to her bed. He grabbed a case and set it in front of her.