criminal at the heart [leico/valdangelo]

[ iii ]

Leo's POV

I felt excruciating pain in my abdomen. It felt like someone was repeatedly stabbing me there with a knife, smashing it was a wrecking ball, then stabbing it again.

I screamed as loud as I can to shake off the pain a bit, it didn't work. All it did was make it hurt more.

Tears were streaming down my face, coming in individual rivers. Sobs escaped my mouth. Since when was my body shaking?

I heard someone shout something, then arms holding me down, giving me comforting squeezes. Someone whispered condolences into my ear. I felt nothing but pain.

Then suddenly, it stopped. I felt alright. The pain was now a dull throb in the back of my mind, but of course, it didn't last.

I screeched once more. My eyes flew open. I started coughing out blood, and more was coming from my stomach from what I could tell. People were screaming with me, surrounding me like a wave of water suffocating me, stopping my air way.

I pushed everyone away, screaming hysterically. I felt like a patient in an asylum.

A blond was trying to push me back down, but I refused. Tears were coming in oceans now, clouding my vision. I couldn't see anyone clearly until I heard a voice.

"Calm down." It sounded so pretty... I felt like doing whatever it says...

"Please lay back down into the bed." Huh... I should probably do what the sweet voice tells me too... Wait, the pain. I screeched out, remembering the horrifying pain that stabbed at my abdomen. It was all too much, the voice, the pain, the blood, I wanted to die.

"Please, please sit--" 

"STOP! STOP TRYING TO CONVINCE ME TO STOP! SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!" I screeched at the voice, it didn't sound sweet anymore. I sounded vicious, evil, bloodthirsty. It sounded like Teresa...

"Look, if you just--" I've had enough.

I jumped off the bed and started running. I ran out the door, bumping into everything on the way, excruciating pain ripping throughout my body, coming in spasms like electricity. I didn't care, I just ran like I did for all those years.

I couldn't see anything, I crashed into a figure, collapsing onto the ground panting. The person screamed, then yelled for someone.

No.

I couldn't let them catch me.

Someone gripped my arm, trying to pull me back. I clawed at them, ripping my arm back. I got up sluggishly and ran for all I could.

They caught up quickly.

I screamed and thrashed, I couldn't let them touch me, I couldn't let them hurt me again. Not again, not ever again. I will never be the useless boy I was all those years ago, letting people push me around like a toy.

I clawed, bit, did everything I could to keep them away. As long as they don't get me again, I'll be fine. I don't care if I die, at least I'll die free.

"LEO STOP!" Leo. How do they know my name?

I freeze. That voice. I know that voice.

My vision clears, I see a familiar brown head boy running towards me. Blood was still gushing out of my stomach, I was losing blood fast.

Someone was holding me up, scolding and yelling at me for being so reckless. But I didn't hear anything. 

My vision was focused on that boy there, the brown head, so close yet so far away.

"Leo! Is that you?" The boy stares at me dumbfounded. The blond holding me up scolds the boy, telling him to get away. He ignores the blond.

"Is it really you?" He says again, he seems scared to hope, to hope that it was me. I wanted to scream for him, to hug him, to talk to him again. But only one thing comes out.

"Travis?"

Then blackness.

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a/n: oohhh, looks like someone knew little leo outside of camp.

fiona.