I wake up shivering on the floor. In my dreams I saw the source of the voices in my head. They were these people in hoods and terrifying masks. I pace my room talking to myself. Yeah I talk to myself. And I have voices in my head. I could hear out of only one ear because the other one was filled with voices. I look at the clock which tells me 6:66. Funny that a girl with voices in her head named Damian meaning the devil wakes up at 666. I decide what I'm going to for tonight's act then I go and check the elaborate doll house looking for Will, Robin, and Wendy.
"Hey," I say walking up. I see Robin and Will walk up.
"Thank heavens your okay," Robins comes up and I hug her. Okay maybe she's not so bad.
"What happened?" I ask still confused about last night.
"You stumbled back here and passed out. After that you were mumbling and sweating in your sleep. At one point in the night you got up and flew like a bat out of hell banging on the door screaming 'I must return!' Then you passed out again. Robin claimed your eyes lost pigment. Believe it or not she was actually worried about you." Will says as I set down Robin. The voices start screaming so loud deafening me.
They don't care
Smash their porcelain bodies.
Burn the circus down
You have more magic than anyone. Use it. Kill them.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I scream sinking down into a ball holding my ears as more haunting voices. I hear something shatter. After crying for a moment I get up and apologize to Robin and Will.
"Where did we stop?" I ask.
"New York baby," Will grins. I allow Will an Robin to walk the city.
"Hey want food I'm going out." Puppet say barging in.
"Oh um, food is good. Whatever's easy," I say startled out of my book.
"Ice cream it is then." She says walking out in the same manner she came in.
I turn my clothes into my show outfit with my corset rubbing the scars on my waist. I'm about to go to my tent when Will burst in.
"You gotta help me," he says panting.
"What's wrong? Where's Robin?" I ask freaking out.
"She's outside. Damian, she kissed me." Will says blushing like a maniac.
I was laughing at his face. I calm down as the voices continue screaming.
"Do you like her?" I ask raising my eyebrow.
"Yes. No. Maybe? I've got no clue. Advice please!" He says pacing.
"Your coming to a girl who has never dated. Just go out there. If she acts like it didn't happen go with it. If she brings it up don't break her heart." I say having no clue on relationships. And yeah I've kissed someone but never dated.
"Okay, I've got this." He says mostly to himself. Then he walks out.
I end up pacing my tent and yelling at myself without realizing. I eventually hear someone kick something over and I calm myself down. Puppet storms in.
"Hey," I say catching a pint mint chocolate chip of ice cream. Puppet plops down and starts angrily stabbing her ice cream. I sit across from her.
"Mood swing?" I ask once again feeling guilty about her disorder.
"Maybe." She replies harshly. Then all of a sudden her expression changes. She curls up into a ball and starts crying.
"Hey it's okay," I say awkwardly. 0 social points for me.
"You've been having a lot more mood swings lately. Are you okay?" I ask concerned.
"No I'm crying, I'm not okay," She says looking up at me.
"What about you? You've been acting distant and spend most of yours time in your tent. Is it the voices?" She asks looking genuinely concerned.
"Look, there's something I need to talk to you about," I sigh. Then Chaya barges in.
"Cut the chit chat. Show starts in 5." She says and leaves. Then I disappear to my tent.
I'm almost glad that I didn't have to tell Puppet about my dream last night.
I'm about 3 to 4 shows in when the voices stopped. Confused I wait for them to return but they were silent. Once everyone was seated and I appeared in the middle of the tent. As I scan the audience my heart drops. I see a hooded figure with a terrifying mask. I stare at it frozen.
I came for a show. Give me one.
This voice was different from the others. It was clear and seemed to come straight from the masked figure. I start my show visibly trembling.
About halfway through the show I'm doing better. I have a flame in my palm shifting into different animals and scurrying around my arm. I smile as a small fox curls up in my palm. Then it hits me. A sharp pain spreads across my entire body. But then it's gone. But there's another sensation. I look at my arm. But I see no animals in the flames. My arm feels as if someone is cutting it off. I scream in pain and try to use my magic to extinguish the flames but nothing happens.
We silence magic. We will burn the circus and bring you to eternal punishment.
The voice says as the masked figure disappears. I see people running out of my tent all though my vision is red and swaying. I make the mistake of looking at my arm again. Parts of the flesh are are burned to the bone. The skin around it is bubbling a popping with blood and puss dripping out. I scream and swat at the flames but they only get hotter. I collapse on the ground from the pain. They last thing I notice is the voices in my head returning and the flame dying out.
1857
Brighton, England.
I laugh as I disarm him and his sword flys across the deck.
"I win Dan." I say watching his face scrunch up. Then he smirks. I raise my eyebrow questioning him.
"Good job mate," Dan says stretching his arm out for me to shake it. All of a sudden he kicks my legs out from under me. I fall flat on my butt. This time he laughs. I send the back of my sword jabbing at his knee. He stumbles and falls on top of me. We both laugh. When I open my eyes I notice how close his hazel-grey eyes are. We're still laughing but I'm suddenly uncomfortable even though Dan has been my best friend since I was thirteen. There is a tugging in my gut when a giant wave crashes near, soaking us. Stuff like that happens when I'm nervous.
"Oy! What was that for?" Dan yells at the ocean. I laugh.
"Mind if I barrow the lady?" I hear someone else say.
"Sorry Captain," Dan says getting up. I get up and try to shake the water off my blouse and bicycle pants.
"Hello Hugo," I say smiling at my older brother. He has the same Brown eyes and black hair.
"Mind if we talk?" He says steering me away from Dan.
"Stop! In the name of the queen!" Someone else says. We all turn to see a group of guards.
Fuck
Present
I wake up alone in my tent. I try sitting up only to feel pains that make me nauseous. My hand seems pretty uninjured but my arm is a mess. There is a gash where flesh is missing so you can see the bone. Around that is blistering skin. I use as much energy as I can to appear in front of Chaya's tent. I slowly get up and limp inside. When I enter I can tell people are asking me questions and talking to me but I can't hear them. I see Puppet passed out.
"Puppet?!" I try to yell but I can't hear myself.
It's your fault.
Hugo and Dan died because of you.
Your weak.
Everything and everyone you love will suffer for eternity because of you.
As the voices continue screaming I feel something inside me break.
•~*~•Hey reminder that Puppet belongs to my 2 fab carrot cookie Polarcorn friend BookNymph bia •~*~• flower crown
