Chapter 24: Insane Mind, Tormented Heart.

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ROUGE ROYAL POV

My knees feel like if they were about to explode, my body touches ground immediately when I fall from the balcony, thrown by Clockwork, that bitch. I stand up dusting off the dirt that covered my clothes in that moment, my legs are not capable to hold me anymore somehow because of how my body collapsed on the ground, involuntarily smiling and my hands travel to my back pocket taking out a large kitchen knife.

Let's see if the practice I had worked on me.

I make a quick hand movement and make the knife fly away from my hand, landing on the balcony but Clockwork elusive the knife and it lands on the balcony's floor, she smiles and walks away from it, leaving me outside the house, injured, I haven't been able to completely stand up, my legs burn too much, the back of my head is hammering like a motherfucker provoking such a pain, and my hands work to snap me out of this, but I can't the pain penetrates my body with such a strength that I've been immobilized.

I turn my head to see who's behind me, noticing the sound of footsteps making a shiver cover my entire spine, when my vision stops being blurry and stop seeing dark spots on my view, Masky along with Hoodie are coming towards the house, behind them, the dark forest covered in pines and dirt, the two boys in mustard and orange sweatshirts take a step closer to me and through their masks I can feel their eyes drilling my skull.

Once again trying to get up, until I get it, my knees burn and sting badly making me have a hard time trying to walk, limping to the house and ignoring how the two proxies call my name several times, finally getting to the stairs, where hell begins, my legs have a hard time directing me upstairs but finally I realize... Fuck this I can do a portal and shit is solved. So now that I'm not an idiot, making a hand movement I open a purple galaxy portal, and slowly limping towards it, finally absorbs me and I land on Slenderman's lab, where I lean on a table and slowly get items to heal myself.

After 15 minutes of pain, blood, bandages, alcohol, and more things, my knees are wrapped in bandages and now I'm struggling with walking, my mouth for some reason tastes like blood, tasting the metallic sower flavor of the red vital liquid inside me. Finally when I'm on my room, I sigh on a loud way, sitting on my bed and trying not to move my legs because of the pain that has been involved in them.

The voices in my head make it even worst they start hissing words, they start even singing horrible songs in my head, making the back of my head burn and hurt, covering my ears with my hands stopped working, I thought I had controlled them a long time ago, it seems like I didn't.

They screamed inside me, craving for my sadness, my vulnerable self, as weak as a feather could be, that's how they wanted me, if I'm even explaining myself. My legs started burning again because of the injuries on my knees, burning like if I was putting a bright red piece of metal on my knees, the memories of our relationship, Toby and I, start to flash back immediately when my head touches the pillow closing my eyes and letting mixed emotions along with their tears flow down my rosy cheeks.

-You got me shaking from the way you're talking my heart is breaking but there's no use crying- I sing 'Sarcasm' by Get Scared for some reason- What a cyanide surprise you have left for my eyes, if I had common sense I cut myself or curl up and die, sticks and stones may break my bones, but anything you say will only fuel my lungs.

The sound of bangs of the door from the obvious knockings that there has been going on for a while now are repeatedly and everytime stronger, I'm afraid that they might break the door, but I can't move exactly, pretending to yell to the one banging on the door, my throat just makes a sound similar to a gasp and desperation starts to build up to transform into anxiety, when I'm able to stand up, now sitting on the bed, passing my hands through my hair and face I finally dare to open my mouth and talk.

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