Choosing freedom ➳ Gally

Back to hatred

"Dad! Dad please stop her."
I don't even get to see him much anymore. Yet when I do it's normally moment that make me happy to see him.

But this one. It wasn't one.
He doesn't know what's going on. Or how to react but he pulls my crying self in his arms.
"She's sending him up! She's sending him up!"

I sob out to him as he holds me hushing me. "I know."
He whispered but my frame freezes as I instantly step away.

"What?"
"I know she's sending him-"

"No! No you can't let her! No he's the only-"

"Don't be foolish your fifteen." Mom scoffs as she shakes her head with an evil grin. "What you love him-"

"No! No I don't...he gets me! He listens to me."
I sob out.
"Love makes you weak. And stupid" She says so coldly and I stare at her with such anger. With such rage.
"And crying makes you look pathetic. You were trained to suppress the emotions."

They're ripping everyone away. Everyone I know. My own blood is ripping away my family.
My friends.

"Dad?" I turn to him for just a little hope. But he gives me none.
"She's right Blake, you can't make things like these personal-"

"No!" I race out the room but the moment I am. I'm met with a needle and two doctors. But as I fight I become more paralhsed.

Let me go! Let me go!
Don't let them take me dad! Please. Don't let him forget me. He can't forget me.
He's the only one who knows.

"He's the only one who knows!" I scream out kicking my legs as I gasp awake back to reality realising that I'm back here.

With dreams that mean nothing and nightmares that mean more.

I'm in my new hut. But it just feels more suffocating than the hammocks. And I need space to move. Because I still feel paralysed.

So I quickly wake up my hand on my chest as I pant and fit my shoes on as I run out my hut and go to the place where I feel like fresh air is actually possible.

I climb up the ladder like routine as I open the trap door climbing further and I instantly gasp scared for a moment when I realise.

I keep myself quiet not wanting to wake him up but my panting doesn't help. "Bad dream?"
He asked as he sits up his eyes open as if he hadn't been sleeping at all as he turns to look at me.

"I, I'll go-"
"I know I'm in your spot." He says and he isn't wrong. This is my safe place. My escape. And he's here ruining it.

"It's fine eyebrows. You don't have to move. Probably your spot before I came and ruined your life." I say to him but he already moves along waiting for me to come up and I just let myself through sitting as I rest my back against the tree feeling the fresh air.

I let my breathing pace slowly fall back in it normal rate closing my eyes wanting to forget my memories.
"Wanna talk about-"

"No." I snap at him and he just nods along taking the hint.

"You couldn't sleep either?" I ask and he shakes his head.
"Justin snores like those animals."

"Yeah I can hear it from my hut." I try joke and I see him crack a smile.
"You have freckles." I randomly blurt out making my observation and I immediately glow red. Why did I say that?

The stupid memory from the other week of when we were describing each other randomly popped into my mind and I curse myself for continuing it.

"I'm sorry that was random-"