I Can Save You (Ddlg)

C.4- Nightmares and Cuddles Pt.1

An//: this may be triggering. There is verbal and slight physical abuse in this, just so you know.
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Anya

Where am I? Wait is this my old room? NO, NO! NO. I don't want to be here!

"Shut up Anya, dammit! You make too much f**king noise!" Her aunt threw the door of her bedroom open.
"I can't f**king sleep!"

"Tia, I'm sorry, but I'm scared of the dark and you know that. I just want Sir Snuggleton that's all." She pleaded, looking at the older, less attractive version of her mother.

"You're 16 years old, Anya! You don't need a damn bear to sleep with or a nightlight! Wait, did you piss in the bed?"

No, no, please be over no! Not again, I didn't pee the bed I'm too old for that. Please let there be no pee.

She looked down to her legs and noticed a yellow spot on her pants. How could she not have felt it?

"No, Tia I'm sowwy I didn't mean to I'll cwean it." She shook like a leaf, slipping into a younger mindset out of fear.
The punishments were much worse than her crushed dignity.

"No! I'm sick and tired of your whiny ass and that stupid baby voice you get, trying to bring pity to yourself. Gosh, I already have to see your stupid f**k face, but on top of that I have to hear you complain about everything you ungrateful little bitch. You piss in your nice bed like a bitch, you want a toy like a bitch, you whine like a bitch , so you can sleep in the basement like a bitch!" The cold hearted woman grabbed the smaller girl by her hair and dragged her to the place Anya feared most.

Crocodile tears flew from her eyes. Her vision blurred as she begged and yelped out in pain.

Nooooo! No, pwease! I no like it. I no like it.

The older woman continued to drag her frail, malnourished body down the aged, dark abyss and dropped her on the cold concrete floor. There was barely any light in there and a few newspapers on the ground next to a used chew toy, that was owned by a now, dead dog.

"You want your night light and "stuftie"," she spat out in a terrible mimic of the little girl's voice, "well there it is. You can piss on those like usual. Now I swear, on my own grave, if you wake me or your uncle up, I will beat the living shit out of you do you understand?! Now stop your f**king crying and get that shit together, go to sleep and I might see you in the morning if I feel like letting you out." With that off of her chest she strolled back up the steps and slammed the door. She was sure to lock it, leaving her only niece in there to go to attempt sleeping.

Anya rushed to the corner of the room, squeeling every time she heard noises echo through the giant space.

I want my Mami and Papa. I no wike it,here. I no wike it, here.
She cried into her hands and grabbed the disgusting chew toy and used it as her only sense of comfort.

Mika

I can't believe my mom. I mean seriously?! I get that I'm her son and all and she was worried, but that was just ridiculous. I didn't die and she scared off Anya, who seemed to just start to trust me. Ugh, I just can't believe her, I'm 23 going on 24 for crying out loud, I can handle myself! She trusts me with money more than she does with my own well being.

"Mikal, talk to me, please. I know you're mad, you have every right to be, but I am so sorry for the way I reacted. Hearing that yoh were at the hospital, I-I was worried I could've lost you too. Just say something, hon, please." Seeing his mother distraught has never sat well with him. The woman always had it together, but when she didn't you knew something was really wrong. And then it was quite clear to see she was genuinely hurt that she hurt her son.