Prisoner - Lauren/you

Crazy?

Lauren's POV -

I pace back and forth in my room with my hands clutching my head.
What's wrong with me, I got angry for no reason.
Am I crazy?
No, I can't be crazy it's crazy of me to think I'm crazy.

My mind was snapped out of the battle with its self as I heard someone making their way to my bedroom.
I picked up the nearest thing to me, a glass lamp and threw it at the door as it opened.
But the person who it hit wasn't who I wanted it to be.
Y/n.
It hit her directly on the head, smashing into sharp shards as she collapsed on the floor.

My heart started to race and tears were streaming down my face.
I ran over to her and turned her on her back.
What have I done. I picked the pieces of glass out of her head; rushing over to the cabinet and searching for some bandages.

I went into the bathroom and found some lying on the floor.
I grabbed them and ran back to y/n, carefully rapping her forehead up in bandages.

She looks so peaceful yet I hurt her, what's she going to think of me when she wakes up?
I hope she doesn't hate me.
Her breathing is steady which makes me sigh out in relief.

I pick her up and place her on the bed, tucking a few strands of hair behind her ear.
My eyes scan the room noticing that the glass is still on the floor.
I get up from the bed and clean the mess I made.

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Y/n still hasn't woken up yet and I'm starting to get concerned.
I'm concerned anyway because I don't want her to hate me.
I finished off our dinner and set the table for when she wakes up.
"ouch, that hurt"
My head snaps towards the sound and I see y/n holding her head and talking to herself.

She looks up and fear crosses her face.
I rush over to her and cup her face, Y/n flinches and closes her eyes.

"you hate me, I'm a monster"

She opens her eyes as I let go of her face.
"Lauren, you didn't-"

"I knew, I KNEW! I HEARD SOMEONE AND I KNEW! "

My anger rises, not at y/n but at myself. How could I do this and she think it's okay?
Y/n slowly walks over to me and places a hand on my arm but I take ahold of it, twisting her hand and tightening my grip.

" you think it's okay? I FUCKING HURT YOU AND YOU THINK IT'S OKAY? "

Y/n whimpers out in pain causing my face to instantly soften.
I realize what I'm doing and let go of her, backing away into a wall.
" Lauren, wait"
I ignore her and run down the corridor.
I'm a monster, I think I am crazy.
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Y/N'S POV -

What happened to her, I need to know.
I walk down the halls of her house, looking in every room I come across.

She thinks she's a monster, she's far from it.
Lauren is just upset and she won't talk to anyone about her problems, and I want to be the one who she tell her problems to.
She hasn't even told me about her scar yet, but if she's not ready to then I guess I'll have to wait longer.

I hear someone playing the piano and singing a song, Lauren.
She's got an incredible voice, she doesn't think that but I do.
I always hear her singing in the shower; I like to just sit there and listen, the rasp in her voice is just breath taking.

I get closer and stand outside the room.
She starts to play another song, so I quietly opened the door and walked in.
My eyes watched as her fingers moved effortlessly from Key to Key.