Dangerously Close (Aris x Reader)

64) Types of Hurt

The house was beautiful from the outside. It was painted pure white, something practically angelic. The window frames were gold, shining brightly. The windows themselves were covered with a blue curtain inside.

This house represents goodness. That much is clear.

It was calling to me. Not literally but something about it tempted me to go inside. It was an itching urge that I couldn't let go of.

So I walked up to it. Even though at each step, there was a sinking of feeling of being an outsider, I placed my hand on the doorknob that shone as brightly as the windows.

I opened it, not actually looking as I stepped inside.

The second my feet touched hardwood, there was a loud bang from behind me. I turned around, backing up as I did, to see the door was gone, replaced with wooden walls. As I barely took that in, there was a blood curdling scream that sent me to the floor. I didn't get to see from who, and maybe that was for the best, as the lights shut out, plummeting me in darkness.

“I wanna go home! Let me go home!”I screamed, trying to stand only for my feet to be physically glued to the floor. My breathing grew heavy, me almost panting like a sick dog, my lungs almost collapsing, as I tried to force myself up with my hands only for those to be stuck too.

“I want to go! Let me go!”I repeated, my shouts still not getting louder than the other ones. They echoed around my skull, practically smashing it. I desperately tried to cover my ears as I begged for them to stop, but it was meaningless.

“Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!”I repeated, trying to bash my head against the floor just for it to get trapped as well.

“Stop it! Let me go!”

As I opened my eyes, I found myself in a blinding room. So blinding I had to squint as my eyes adjusted it.

I could move again. So I did. I stood up and brushed off my just as perfectly white clothes.

It stained them. It stained them a deep red.

I took a step back, watching it follow me.

I taunt the place of beauty. Me. It's all because of me.

I let my legs give out, collapsing to the tile floor. Closing my eyes, I tried to ignore it all. Curling into a ball, I silently sobbed, desperately wishing I knew what was wrong with me.

That was disrupted as I started shaking against my will, a single faint voice so close to me. I couldn't make out a word they were saying, but I think I’m supposed to.

Maybe not. Not after all I’ve seen.

As they shook me more aggressively, I opened my eyes, finding myself in darkness again.

Not a pitch black darkness though. The darkness of night in my home. The darkness of Aris leaning over me, taking his hands off my shoulders.

“It's not real,”He coaxed, gently brushing my hair out of eyes. Too drained to respond, I closed my eyes again, wishing everything would just stop for once. For real this time.

The dream’s right though.

Every place I go is tainted with blood.

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“Dude, you have got to fix it.”

“Afternoon to you too,”I mumbled, not meeting his eyes. He took his usual seat a few feet away but still beside me. I didn't bother to acknowledge it as I picked at my food. I’d like to eat it. I would. My appetite just disagrees with that. It has all day.