41-Echous of agony-Dag/Aerra

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Unbearable anguish surges through me, making every breath a struggle. My legs moved of their own accord, carrying me outside, away from the room and the chilling scene it held. Each labored gasp of air is a struggle, my lungs aching for respite as the pain in my chest intensifies. "I...I can't breathe," I manage to croak out, my words choked by the desperation and despair coursing through me.

Fane rushes to my side, grabbing my cheeks, his touch anchoring me in the present. "Okay, okay," he says, his voice filled with a mix of reassurance and concern. "I'm fine,I'm fine," I reply, but my voice betrays the truth; I'm anything but fine. My body trembles against the wall, the weight of what I just saw taking a toll on me.

My words come out in a rush, filled with a frenzied intensity. "Did you see what they did to Aerra? Did you see?" My voice falters for a moment before regaining strength as I continue, my words echoing the horror I witnessed. "They cut her hand. They cut her hand." The reality of the situation hits me all over again, and I lean more heavily against the wall, as if the weight of the realization is too much to bear.

My words come out as a fierce determination, a vow . "Would I leave them like this? Would I, huh?" My fists clench at my sides, my body coiled with tension.

Fane's voice is urgent now, his grip on me becoming more insistent. "Dag, calm down, okay?" he repeats, his words intended to soothe my frayed nerves. But my anger and anxiety are too strong, driving me to demand that Fane release me. "Fane, leave me, leave me," I cry out, my voice raw with emotion.

The anguish and helplessness of the situation crash down on me like a ton of bricks. I can barely keep my voice steady as I repeat, "They cut Aerra's hand. She's my person, my everything." My eyes burn with unshed tears, the pain and anger threatening to spill over. But I force myself to hold back, refusing to let the tears fall just yet. "How could I ever forget this?" I mutter under my breath, my voice tight with emotion. The sight of Aerra's suffering is etched into my mind, a memory that I know will haunt me for years to come.

He pats my head.

I push Fane away, my desperation overpowering my usual restraint. "Leave me. Leave!" I cry, my voice shaky but determined. I turn and rush toward the car, my legs moving as fast as they can carry me. In the back of my mind, I know Fane is hot on my heels, but at this moment, escaping to the car feels like the only thing that matters.

Fane's voice calls out to me from behind, pleading for me to wait, to pause and listen. But in my frenzied state, his words fall on deaf ears. I continue my mad dash to the car, my mind only focused on one thing: getting there, getting away.

Fane catches up to me, preventing me from reaching the car's door. He grabs my shoulders and slams me against the car, his voice firm but urgent. "Dag, stop! Come to your senses! Calm down!" His grip tightens.

Fane's grip remains strong on my shoulders as I struggle against him. His voice is filled with a mixture of understanding and determination. "Calm down. This is not right. You have to stay calm," he insists, his words a desperate plea for me to regain my composure."Fane ,leave me. I have to.Leave me."

"Just calm down.This is not right."
The words burst out of me, fueled by anger and anguish as I struggle against Fane's grip. "So ours is not right, but theirs is? They cut Aerra's hand!" My voice rises with each word, the injustice of the situation fueling my frustration and fear.

Fane's attempts to restrain me continue, his grip tightening around my arms. I manage to push him away, my eyes burning with a fierce intensity. "Look, that guy said the battle started. Whatever happens, Fane, I'll kill that guy," I say, my voice cold and resolute.

Mom's unexpected embrace catches me off guard, and the floodgates of my emotions open. I break down in her arms, and the tears finally fall as I cling to her tightly, the weight of everything crashing down upon me.

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