|| therapy video ||
|| tape three ||
"Where the hell are you now, Ash?" Effy started by saying, her feature a bit tired than usual. "My mom is saying that she doesn't know, but I know she's lying to me."
Ashton frowned because he knows that she's right, her mom sure knows where he is, because she's the one who's been sending him these tapes.
"You know what hurts most?" She stopped, looking down at her small fingers. "That I can't remember the reason you left, and I really want to remember."
Ashton watched as Effy covered her face with her hands for a bit. "And you know what's scaring me more? My fucked up mind that's showing me these flashbacks and nightmares all the time." She looked back at the camera. "Nightmares of me trying to kill you, and you begging me to stop."
Effy sniffed, looking at the wall beside her "I'm afraid if that had really happened before."
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therapy video :: ashton :: completed
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