The Maid (wlw) (poly)

The light in the dark

* Aura POV *

I must have been wondering the empty streets for hours now. My anxiety is consuming me, I feel like I'm drowning in my own thoughts.

"You're hurting them"

"You don't belong"

"Leave them alone."

"All you do is disappoint everyone."

Is all I can hear inside my head. I feel completely hopeless. My chest is tight and I feel that I have a knot in my throat.

I have no idea where I am right now. All I know is I crossed the Brooklyn Bridge and I'm just letting my feet carry me. The sun is beginning to rise above the high skyline of New York City. The harsh mist of the night is starting to lift allowing the streets to begin accommodating the busy people going about their days. I really haven't thought about that creep that nearly stabbed me last night. I really don't care because my own thoughts are hurting me more than the fear of what that person could do to me.

I'm not feeling the cold even though when I look down at my arms they are covered in goosebumps. I feel like my mind and body aren't connected properly.

I wonder down a back street that is littered with dumpsters and black trash bags. I slip down and collapse to the floor. The cold hard floor feels like a welcomed sensation against my hot aching muscles. I feel a darkness start taking over my senses. It's like I can't focus on my environment in front of me. Everything is spinning. Swallowing me whole.

I must have passed out as when I come to, I see a woman knelt down next to me shaking me awake.

"Hey sweetheart. Are you okay?" She asks calmly.

Her touch shocks me so I quickly shift back.

"Hey hey you're okay. I'm not going to hurt you. What's happened sweetheart?" She says trying to grab my hands.

I go to speak but no words are coming out my mouth. My chest starts tightening and the voices inside my head start again. I put my hands over my ears trying to muffle the voices but they are getting louder. I rock myself over and over trying to sooth myself.

A worried look flashes across the woman's eyes as she watches me rock myself back and forth. She wraps her arms around me bringing me into her lap. She rubs my back and neck. Once the voices inside my head start quieting down. I feel my muscles start to relax and I melt into her lap.

"Do you need me to call someone for you?" She says.

I shake my head as panic starts creeping up again. I don't want to go back. I can't hurt my girls anymore. I've hurt them enough.

"Please listen to me. I'm not forcing you into anything but why don't you come back to my apartment. We can get you warmed up and then we can get someone to come and collect you once you've calmed down. How does that sound sweetheart?" She explains in a soft voice.

Again I try to speak but my body won't let me so I just nod.

She grabs my hands and pulls me up. I feel so weak so she has to help me walk. Only about 5 minutes went by and we were at her apartment.