Broken Wings ➳Gally{2}

Promises

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No. No! No she interrupted my memory. She interrupted my freaking memory.
No! No these memory's are the only fucking thing I hang onto. Is she insane? Is she actually insane!

I instantly sit up not even acknowledging her presence as I rub my hand on my forhead as I can actually feel the chest pain. I actually hurt,

It hurts. My chest actually is in pain because it's so much pain just to have a memory that brings me joy. But that joy is also dead.

So the only thing that brings me pure emotion, it's rotting away.
"Hello? Are you brain dead-"

"Get out." I bluntly look at her with nothing but hatred.
"Get up." She folds her arms across her chest as if she's matching my annoyance right now.

No, she's not matching any of my annoyance.
Because there is none. I'm livid.

"Avery, Get out of my room."

"No. Now get out of bed."
Oh I'm actually going to beat the shit out of her. I actually might have to. No I will have to.

Actually screw it. I am. I'm done. It's been two months of dealing with Wicked and they've actually managed to turn me psychotic. How has that possibly happened.

But sadly I'm no match for the girl who has been training literally her whole life. Because as my attempts get weaker her defence gets stronger as she has me pinned to the ground of my hardwood floor.

"What the hell is wrong with you!" She yells at me and I try my best to wriggle out her grip not hearing her bullshit.

"Get of off me! Get off!" I screamed at her trying my best to break loose.
"Hey!" She doesn't hold back. "Calm down! Calm it!"

"No! No you ruined it!" I scream back at her fighting her off me but I literally can't move my arms or feet.
"Ruined what? Blake use your words to make sense."

"My dreams!" I scream at her my chest rising so rapidly and she stares down at me with a puzzled look.

"Your getting mad at me over a dream?" She looks down at me and that's the first time I've ever heard her laugh.
But she laughed out of pure confusion.
"You've gone insane, your went ballistic over me over a dream-"

"You don't get it!" I push her of off me. Sucessfuly this time as I stand on the far corner of my room.
"You don't get it." I repeat my words shaking my head as I catch my breath.

Don't cry. I swear if you cry Blake I'll actually punch you.
I don't know how to punch myself.

"Okay so explain it to me." She shrugs now standing on her feet as she stares at me.
"You have people."

"What?" She's so confused by my lack of forming sentences because I'm so emotional right now I just have to let the words slip out or I'll scream!

"You! You just-" I break out in an enraged scream. "You don't understand what it's like to be loved and then have memories you never knew you had come back!"

I'm still not making sense but hopefully it fits into place.
"Okay Blake suck it up. I interrupted a memory dream. You'll have loads-"
She so heartless. She's so heartless and I envy her because I wish I didn't have these feelings that made me a mess.

"This is it!" I scream at her. "You don't understand! You don't understand that the only reason I haven't killed myself is because of those memories!"
Finally. We got somewhere with out words Blake.

"I don't have anyone anymore! I don't have my friends. I don't have him anymore and I'm so done. I'm ready to be dead, to be shot. I feel so empty because I have already given out all my love to the people I have lost. So the only thing stopping myself from giving in to cutting my wrists is these memories that keep me alive. Because he isn't coming back! He isn't! And my friends aren't! So I have to cling onto these memories that show me a new light he made me feel everytime and you wake me up and remind me that I'm brought back to the present where there's no light. There's no light here! Everyday I feel like I'm dying and there's no way it can get worse. There's no way right! But it does! Everyday I feel more empty until every couple of days there's a glimpse of a memory and I feel less empty enough to get me through the next two days. So it's not just because of my dream you heartless asshole! It because it's my only light."