Sent Away

❻ NO NO NO NO! NO!

（＾∇＾）Daniella t(-.-t)

It's not real. I know it's not real.

But it felt so real.

I had to live it over and over and over again. In my dreams, my thoughts. It's as if it'll never really stop haunting me.

"It's not you're fault. I'll be fine, trust me. I love you bestie! I'm gonna miss you."

Those words were the last I've heard. Permanently taken out of my life, Mr. and Mrs. Salvarado must feel so accomplished with what they did, cutting me out of their lives. But how could I blame them? Anyone with a brain would of done the same thing.

It was all my fault.

I woke up from my nightmare, but if felt more like a memory of the incident and I only made it worse by thinking about what came from it. The pain.

Nothing could be heard other than the static sound ringing in my ears and I couldn't feel anything, but the numbness that polluted my senses.

The middle of the night showed me darkness, and my demons took it as an opportunity to show me sorrow, to scare away my bravery, to torment my mind, to break me...

Brody suddenly entered my room. His body was rigid, his hair an untamed mess, and his eyes wild.

I did nothing as he stared at me with his wild eyes as he slowly entered my room as if I'd explode if he'd make any sudden movement or sound and I continued to do nothing as Parker and Jackson appeared behind him looking startled, but concern filled their eyes.

A second after they appeared Brody  spun around and scolded them out. Sadness, concern, and worry was seen by their slouched bodies, unwillingness to go, and most importantly, their eyes.

Confusion is all I felt until Brody closed my door and approached me slowly. It was the only emotion that ran through my body other than grief.

His large hand touched my shoulder and it was as if I broke the sound barrier and started to free fall down to earth. I could hear it, my screams. I felt my warm salty tears slide down my face quickly so new tears could come and the sounds of my screams and sobs could be heard.

How long was I like this? Is that why they came?

He gently sat down next to me and pulled me into his chest so I could cry on him. His strong arms wrapped around me and held me tight as if to piece me back together, I felt it.

I felt my demons scream and hide so a new feeling could come over me. It was foreign, yet so familiar. My head spin trying to comprehend the feelings that are dancing around my body and numbing my monsters, warning them away and too keep them from returning.

The tears and screams stopes so I could take this in.

Brody.

What is it about him that has such power over the demons inside me? No one has ever done something so, so humane towards me other than James. Him and his mother. No one has treated me like a human since-

"Danni," he cooed softly in my ear like if he were to speak any louder than barley a whisper I'd freak out, "It'll be alright, love. I have you. Nothing's going to hurt you anymore. I won't let them."