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chapter twenty-one. (crying in my prom dress ) S2E27 — losing my religion. tw: discussions of domestic violence and wounds from DV. pls read with caution!
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THE RAIN WAS COLD AGAINST DAPHNE'S SKIN. It was soothing, compared to the searing agony that inflicted her greatly. Her body felt aflame with heat — scorching, overpowering, painful, warmth that made her almost delirious. She shouldn't have been out that late. Not with how vulnerable she was, how wrapped up in her own mind that she was oblivious to anyone who walked past her, curious and concerned glances shot her way, directed at her blemished face.
It was much worse than they saw, though. Daphne kept her head low, her gaze locked on the paved floor beneath her feet as she hastily walked, keeping her face shrouded. It hadn't taken long for the bruises to appear — not long at all, really. She'd caught sight of her appearance when she had left the home of the interns, and that had pulled a fiercer sob from her lips at the sight of her. Her lip was split, blood dripping from the laceration, while her eye continued to swell up, a blood vessel having burst and left the white of eyeball drenched in crimson. Her cheekbone ached profusely and she was sure there was a mauve bruise blooming over her jaw. She could feel the throb of agony pulsating.
She hadn't noticed the bandage around her arm seeped in scarlet ichor yet. She could feel it, though, but she fervently tried to ignore it. There was enough turmoil in her mind to deal with, and she couldn't handle everything at once.
It had taken Daphne a while to peel herself up from the floor. For a long time, she considered remaining there, wallowing in her own anguish and pain. It was so tempting, to lay against the cool, hardwood floors and pretend as if what had happened didn't occur at all. Succumbing to it all was something Daphne longed for, momentarily forgetting that it was all her fault. She'd carved this path the moment she allowed herself to intertwine with Alex, knowing how Elliot would react to it. Everything leading to that moment had been down to her own actions, and she had no one to blame but herself.
