Kinda intense warning: Mentions of nightmares, swearing, mentions of past trauma, fighting, mentions of murder, mentions of panic attacks and depressing shit.
Aurora's POV
I'm alone. This is how they start. The room does a 360 pro gamer move and I'm sitting opposite a kid, who looks like she's 3 or 4.
"Hello?" I ask, hoping for a response.
She looks around confusedly and I sigh. Welp, I guess she can't see me.
I look around and recognition hits me like a truck.
No. No why. I know exactly where I am and what's about to happen.
"Pyro." No no no no I'm freaking out, why the fuck do I need to repeat this... HELL?
"да?" (yes) Small, scared me replies. I wish I was able to reach out and give her a hug and tell her it'll be alright. But I would be lying to her and me.
"Stand up." A guard growls at younger me.
She nods and follows him out of the cell and into a room with a man chained to a desk.
"So your using a child to kill me? Wow, just when I thought you couldn't sink lower." He hisses at the guard.
"Pyro. Shoot him."
"What? But-but I don't even know how to fire a gun?" Mini me stammers.
The guard quickly shows me and I or she? Points the gun at his head.
"I'm so sorry." We whisper.
"And that Pyro, is how you kill someone."
Mini me nods in horror. I can remember the thoughts that ran through my head that day and they still haunt me.
Why did Mommy and Daddy leave me?
What did I do wrong?
Why am I like this?
Is it my fault?
Thoughts that no 3 year old should ever have to face. What did I do wrong? I honestly wanna know.
****************** END NIGHTMARE.
I wake up and can't breathe. Why the fuck can't I for once, FOR ONCE have a night of sleep that isn't plagued by my demons?
"Aurora, I am calling Cam." RAYA's calm voice tells me.
*line ringing*
(C= cam, A = aurora)
C: Aurora, why the fuck are you calling me at... 4:37 am?
A: Kinda having a *Cough cough* panic attack
C: ...... Ok, 5 things you can see.
A: umm the tree that I am currently sitting on, my black hoodie, the glint of a light of my wrist, my phone, and my hair hanging over my face.
C: Good, 4 things you can hear.
A: your voice, the wind, Death By Glamour don't ask, and the cries of lost souls.
C: Death By Glamour- I won't ask. Good.
A: I'm ok now, kind of, and I'm very sorry that I woke you up.
C: If you don't mind me asking, what triggered it? I mean, as far as I've known you, you've had 2 panic attacks, not including this one.
A: Eh, flashback to when I was 3 and was forced to kill a guy. Nothing out of the ordinary.
C: How the fuck are so vague about this?
A: I... can't answer, I don't know.
C: O...k, um do you need help?
A: wake me up inside, save me.
C: ummm I'm concerned.
A: good. and I think I'll be fine.
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Broken And Scarred
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