Siren's Song

Part 11

Warning- more PTSD, a panic attack

The next morning, Patrick headed back to his home, having to change into his work clothes so that he could go to BrewDog. A few hours after he left, I was aggressively bored, so I started doodling and trying to figure out how I could kill Zeus. I felt a hand grab onto my head, pulling my hair slightly. I looked up to see Zeus standing above me.

"Hello, sweetheart" he smiled, voice dripping with an ill will.

I screamed and scrambled backwards, staring at him in fear.

"Not planning to kill me, are you little bird?" He chuckled, moving towards me and grabbing my arm.

"Fuck you!" I screamed, running out of my flat, Harley in tow. I allowed my feet to keep carrying me, and he kept appearing by me, whispering things about my capture, about me killing him, about how he was going to kill me when he gets ahold of me. How my father will never find the body. I covered my ears, and before I knew it, I was in front of BrewDog. Again. It was still early in the morning, so no one should be there yet. I ran through the door, tears making my vision blurry. I could hear muffled talking next to me, and I knew that Sophia was trying to get through to me. I squeezed the tears out of my eyes, trying to be able to see. Zeus is following me. I'm scared. I see Patrick walk out of the staff room, and just as I'm about to run over to him, I feel Zeus's rough hand wrap around my wrist.

"Who's that, little lion?" He questioned. What is with the weird animal names? I ripped out of his grasp, and ran over to Patrick, wrapping my arms around him and shoving my face in his chest, sobbing. I'm going to die. I'm going to leave my father all alone, just because I was stupid enough to get captured once.

"My love, whats wrong?" Patrick asked, his voice shaking with worry.

I felt a cold hand land on my arm, and I cried out, pulling out of Patrick's arms and falling to the floor, smacking my head on the tiled floor. I watched Zeus get closer and closer to Patrick, reaching for his face. My vision was starting to blur, and I started to get a headache.

"Little bird," Zeus sung, drawing out the bird in the sentence, "you're not cheating on me, are you?"

I covered my eyes. This isn't real. Please don't be real. I don't want this to be real. I could hear Patrick go on his knees in front of me, and I felt a pair of warm hands fall onto my arms, softly holding me. I was shaking aggressively, and I didn't understand what was going on.

"Zeus is standing behind you" I whispered, holding my knees tighter to my chest. I kept my eyes closed. I heard the ruffle of Patrick's clothes as he turned around to look for Zeus. He squeezed my arm slightly and turned back around.

"Babe, there's no one there" he mumbled back to me, a mix of fear, confusion, and concern swirling in his words. I opened my eyes and looked to the side of him, and Zeus waves to me before disappearing. It wasn't real. It was a mental breakdown. I started sobbing more, and I allowed Patrick to pull me into his chest, Sophia sitting right next to us. My headache was getting worse.