A beautiful world full of nightmares

Chapter 12

Rose vs Zara - Rose's POV

Me and Luna was protecting our queen's behind as we walked behind her. Was more on her right as Luna was on her left. Everyone else was behind us. But I kept looking back every so often to make sure that were never snatched.

I was mainly focusing on making sure we still had Nina. If she is our bait for victory then I must make sure she is still with us.

I then feel a head hit hard against my upper back as Flutter suddenly stops. Luna and I stop at the same time. I turn my head to realise it was Nina who bumped into me. I do not think she realised I looked at her but I am not sure.

As I look ahead of me again, black smoke appears, flooding the dry ground ahead of us. I knew exactly what that meant.

I could feel my blood boiling just thinking about the return of these psychopaths. They are out of their normal routine, why are they even here this time?

As they appear, I hear a huff from the queen and a quiet sigh from my sister which was easily masked to everyone else because of Flutter's loud huff.

Just seeing their mindless selves, I knew Zara would come after me. And because we are in the middle of nowhere; nothing to protect us but ourselves.

I saw Luna push everyone away so I followed suite to 'safety'.

As I was making sure everyone was safe, I could hear clatter from weapons; Flutter and Pastel were at war with each other.

Although dust and rubble was above ground, I could still see Flowella and - the one and only - Zara making their way to us.

As Luna made a step away from the group, I followed with her by moving the opposite direction. I am still to the right of Flutter.

Both myself and Rose separate off from the small group as we both knew they would fight us.

Zara had her eyes on me and only me. Luna and Flowella were at war as I made a sword of some sorts from my beautiful roses. Zara revealed her two katanas from behind her back as she makes a swing at me. But my fast reaction time, I blocked it and pushed her back.

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Compared to Luna, I was not a well behaved child. In fact, I know Zara. We were friends. We teamed up together and bullied other children. But as we grew up, she started using me. Maybe because I split off from that behaviour, or tried to. But from sharing my food to giving her money. But back then, I did not realise what she was doing.

But when I did, she yelled at me.

I was paranoid. I was overreacting. I was overthinking. I was wrong.

And I believed her.

I believed that I was paranoid, that I was overreacting, that I was overthinking. So I thought I was wrong.

Back then, Zara was very controlling. She did not give up the lifestyle of bullying others and making them feel low about themselves.

And still, though corrupted, she is so full of herself. That trait has not changed.

It turns out I was that way as I was influenced. Later on I got a diagnosis of ADHD. My anger comes from that. But over the years, I have learnt to keep it under control, and my medication helps too.