Sirens

Sleeping Beauty

   The water swirled around me, consuming me. It was beautiful, but it hurt. I twisted and turned, trying to reach the surface. Something wrapped around my ankle keeping me in place, stopping me. The water was forcing it's way into my lungs, I screamed and screamed until they were on fire. Even then I kept screaming. 

   I heard a voice, a mocking voice. It told me to give up, to invite the water in my lungs. I should, what else do I have to live for. I embraced it the water flooded my lungs, suffocating me. I felt the pain spreading across my body. The pain, it was everywhere. 

   They killed what good was left in me, and now I'm slowly crumbling. They saw beauty in everything but humanity, they thought I was to human, maybe I was. But they knew my name, not my story. They didn't get to decide what happens to me, I make my own path, I get to do what I want and  love who I want.

   T-they...cant....tell.....me.....w-wh-what.......to..........do.

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   I sat up panting and covered in sweat. I brought my hands up to my face and felt the tears fall from my eyes. I felt a cough bubble up my throat, water spilled through my mouth and onto the bed I was in. I managed to cry out in pain as one of my ribs cracked. Through my tears I could make out someone opening the door. 

   I tried sitting up only for a splitting pain to rip through my chest and up into my head. I rolled to the side and felt someone's hand on my head and applying pressure to my side. 

   "Oh my god." They muttered. I heard footsteps outside and the pain had subsided enough to able me to breathe regularly. 

   "Tyson! What have you done?" A woman gasped. She hurried to  the other side of the bed and held onto my arm effectively holding my down. The person on my left, who I assumed was Tyson, pushed a needle into my arm and the pain slowly subsided. 

   As my vision cleared I could see two people standing before me, a young man wearing a dress shirt and slacks. His brown hair was geld, but was falling over his forehead. His blue eyes filled with concern roamed my face. 

   The woman on my right seemed slightly less happy that I was alive and breathing. She had brown hair and brown eyes, her eyes held a cold light they seemed almost murderous. I tried to sit up but she pushed me back onto the bed. I yelped in surprise, and curled in a ball cradling my ribs. She retracted her hands as if she was burned, I felt the tears run down my face. Tyson pulled my legs away from my chest and he pulled the blankets over me. 

   "Hey, hey, look at me," I did as he requested he looked genuinely sorry for me, "I will never let anyone hurt you again, Okay? I promise." I heard that somewhere before, its what they said before they killed me, their sister. I let out a choked sob, and sat up painfully. Tyson tried to stop me but I pushed him away. 

   "I've hear that before, they said it, right before they tried to drown me." More tears escaped my eyes, Tyson glanced at the floor and the woman put a hand to her mouth, but I ignored them and pushed the covers back, the woman did little to stop me. " Don't try to find me, because" I paused to cough up more water "Because they will find you and kill you." 

   I pushed myself out of the bed and laughed, "Hell they'll kill you all anyway. So do yourselves a favor and leave, make it to the middle of the continent or place yourselves on the moon, find somewhere they won't be able to find you." I hobbled out of the room clutching my ribs, god why do they hurt so much, I coughed again but this time blood splattered on the expensive white carpet. 

   Damn it. I then collapsed on the floor, the last thing I saw was Tyson rushing towards me before I blacked out.