21. Everything ok? •

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Chapter 21 of ∂αиgєяσυѕℓу ѕαfє?

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Katy's POV:

It feels like I am stuck. Stuck in my own self. I can't move and when I try it pains, pains so much. My body feels like I'm under the Taj Mahal. So heavy and stiff. My own body weight is drowning me into a world if darkness and misery. I feel almost... dead.

I have two emotions I'm feeling at the moment.

1: I have this feeling I have died and I feel grateful for that. My life is all a big mistake and I never have a chance of happiness. Maybe I might find that smile in heaven? Or worse, what if I go to hell? But I haven't done anything wrong! It's the people around me who don't understand what i feel. They make me want to commit suicide. But I don't have the courage to do so...

2: My mind is emotionally affected by the drama that was going on lately. My trust for others isn't as strong as it was before Brad came back into my life. It hurts to know that a friend of yours always wanted to rape you, have you to himself and never let you go. I feel in agony and pain as the memories come to mind. My heart thumps rapidly: my chest burns.

I am out. Out cold. My body is shivering non-stop even though I can't move it, it seems to be doing it by it self. I have no control. I hear muffled voices. I can make out some words but not the whole sentence. Deep and angry voices fill the silent room I lay in.

"Why__ she ___ up?!"

"__rry you ___ calm__ wn!"

"No__ can't __ down!"

My head was spinning because of the loudness of the voices and screeches that were making my eardrums rattle like a Maraca. My brain felt heavy which resulted in my head being pushed more on to the soft material underneath.

I could move my eyes but I could only see darkness. The darkness which scares me. I really want to move and say everything is alright but I can't.

Suddenly I feel my self falling. Falling into a bright world. Full of vibrant colours and fresh air. My feet land softly onto the floor and I recognise this place as my back garden. How?

I shrug of the questions that lunge into my head and walk around the colourful scenery before my brown pupils. Even though the moon is out, shining bright like a diamond, it so florescent. The winds picks up lightly but enough to make strands of my dark locks run around in different directions.

I missed this place so much however it re-minds me of how Brad and I used to play together in the backyard of my old house. Where my parents live.

Tears brim my eyes as memories of them flood into my mind. I bit my lip to help prevent the tears from pouring out. No. Not this time. I will not let them ruin my peace.

As I walk around, I can't help but notice a dark figure behind the debilitated oak tree. A gasp escapes my half swollen lip- from the bite I gave myself before- and I find my self walking towards it.

I try to turn back but half of myself wouldn't allow that so I let that half take over. I walk cautiously over to the shadow and stand at least a foot or two away.

The moon is making it easier to see the silhouette of a blonde dude. His eyes snap towards me and I gulp. His dark brown eyes pierce in my soul. The era dropped to dangerous and thick tension. The only sound filling the quite atmosphere is my heavy breathing until I finally speak,

"Who are you?" I whispered quietly. He looks like Niall but the eyes and the danger radiating off of him was the difference.

I focus my mind on who this guy could be. My eyebrows furrowed until the memory hits me so hard I shriek loudly. Max?!

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