Rays Pray

Facing the Reality

     Palette's POV:

    Sunlight. The light blinds me as I open my eyes, still adjusting to the colours around me that the light brings forth to my room. My safe place, everything I wake up to every morning, exactly the same, surrounded by memories. I turn over and my gaze meets him, I still can't help blushing when he sleeps. My Gothy, my good morning, my sweet little life. This is my favourite part of the day, waking up next to the love of my life, my saviour. I kiss his forehead as I quickly and quietly get out of bed and head towards the bathroom. I turn the light on and close the door, I glance at my reflection. Somethings haven't changed. I haven't changed. The longer I stare at myself, the more clear the nightmare becomes. That ugly green bathroom, blood; the mirror in pieces all over the floor. The one place I never forgot, when I was prisoner to Ray, when I was nothing but a toy. I looked away. Ugh why can't
I get over that it's been 5 years, I've never been happier then I am now. I finish my business and walk out to see Gothy awake.
"Good morning Palette." He said with a gentle smile.
"Good morning Gothy." I replied. He got up from the bed and headed towards me, grabbed my cheeks and kissed my forehead. This was something he did every morning.
"I'm going to get started on breakfast, don't forget to take your pills and I'll be downstairs if you need me." He said turning and walking away. I sighed. After the Ray incident I never recovered mentally, I would get panic attacks, spikes of mania. The pills are supposed to help me get better but why do they make me feel so weak.
Regardless I took them, I dreaded this part everyday; Gothy means well but he doesn't understand what it's like to have to take medication. For me, it's like I feel broken and can't be functional without medication, but I also know that part of me needs them.

I get dressed and head downstairs where Gothy is doing a cheesy dance while listening to the radio in his cute apron. I smile as I sit down at the table.
"Ah there you are!" Gothy said looking a bit embarrassed.
"Hello Gothy" I said as he walked over with a plate of food. Perfectly cooked bacon, rainbow scrambled eggs, and whole wheat toast.
"Gothy you don't have to go over board on breakfast for me." I said.
"Palette, you are the light of my life, I'm the mist, together we make a rainbow; a unity between two separate things. In other words, made for each other." He said smiling then sitting down beside me with his own plate.
"Oh Gothy, you always know what to say." I said kissing his cheek.
We ate our breakfast together in silence, then Goth got up and grabbed the TV remote. He started flipping the channels till he got to the News Channel, there a reporter was talking about a recent attack in the city. It's close to Halloween, everyone is always acting like maniacs during this time of year. While the lady was talking in front of the park where the accident occurred, then I saw something. It caught be off guard so much I choked on my toast and Goth just stared at the screen with a terrified expression.
"D-Did you see that too?" I asked looking over at Goth.
"I...I don't know Palette, it happened so quickly. I didn't even see his face clearly." Goth said as he sat back down next to me.
"It's Ray. I'm sure it was him. In the background. You saw it too didn't you?" I asked Goth starting to panic a bit.
"Palette.. relax. We both watched as he died. There's no way it was him." He got close and held me in his arms. "All I know is I'll keep you safe." I couldn't hold the tears back. I felt so safe with Gothy but, why couldn't I stop shaking. I cried softly into his chest as he held me close and started rubbing my back.

"The assault took place late last night in the ally way by Pj's Daycare centre." The news reporter said. I felt my heart drop. That ally. The ally Ray first assaulted me, there was no way this was just coincidence. I ran from Goths arm up the stairs.
"Palette! Wait!" Goth said running after me. I ran into our room and grabbed a bag and started packing clothes then Goth ran in.
"Palette! What are you doing!?" Goth said.
I couldn't answer him. I just kept packing. My mind was going a mile a minute. I can't stay here if he's here. I won't let him trap me again. All those days locked up in that room. All those days he made me feel like I was worthless. The tears were running like rivers down my face, I could feel myself hyperventilating.
"Palette please stop." He said as he grabbed my hand I was using to stuff my clothes into my bag with.
"Gothy please let me go." I cried. "It's him, it has to be, I can't stay here with that monster on the loose."
"Palette, where would you even go? And we can't just leave we have work." Goth the suddenly pulled me into a tight hug as I dropped everything and wrapped my arms around him and cried harder.
"Shhhhh..." Goth softly spoke rubbing my back and holding my head close to his chest. I haven't felt this terrified in years, I haven't had to think about all the horrible things he did to me. The things he said. But now it's like my brain can't turn off, it's like it wants me to remember the worst parts of my life. Remember him. I finally started to calm down by now and Goth took my chin and made me look up to him.
"Pal, trust me, he's dead my love...please don't lose yourself worrying about him. I don't want you to get trapped in your own head, I can't bare to see you like that."  Goth said, I felt a bit embarrassed and angry. I knew he was only trying to calm me down but it felt like he was dismissing all my worries. I closed my eyes and sighed.
"Okay my love, but promise me that he's dead."
I said.
"I promise Palette." Goth said kissing me. Goth then picked me up and placed me in bed the left towards the bathroom. I knew what he was doing. Then he came back with a cup of water and three little pills.
"Please, take them." Goth said.
Reluctantly I took them, then he sat down with me.
"Don't worry about the clothes I'll put them away for you." Goth said as he started to softly push me down into bed.
"I know we got up not too long ago but you need some rest for now so please get some rest." Goth said as he tucked me in, then got up to the window and closed the curtains.
By now the pills started taking effect and I started feeling drowsy, Goth kissed my head, turned off the light, and was about to close the door when he said
"Sleep well." As he closed the door. My head was spinning and I felt the overwhelming exhaustion hit me. Then it was dark. I will see you soon light.