Author's note:
Have you watched frozen? Omg! I'm inlove with Olaf. Who else is?
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Ashton:
"Hunny? Are you okay?" a familliar voice asked me.
Red and blue lights were everywhere. Deafening sounds of sirens were filling the emptiness of the cold November night. Unknown people dressed in what looked like police uniforms were asking a thousand questions per millisecond, the words don't even make sense, anymore.
I looked up to see a familliar set of eyes looking back at me. The eyes were full of concern, worry, guilt, and another emotion I haven't seen since forever...........fondness.
I wanted to hug the owner right there and then but I couldn't bring myself to. Not after what he did to me. I wanted to tell her everything.........
Every single detail of how he treated me. But...... No. I can't. I can't bring myself to trust anyone. They'll just...They'll just do all the things he did.
They'll just hurt me.
I tried to stand up but my body didn't agree with my mind. I felt dizzy and lightheaded. My head was spinning and my vision wasn't any better with all the black dots that have started to appear. Seconds later I was falling on the concrete with a loud 'thump'. Then everything went black.
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"Bitch!" Cliff yelled.
"Yes?" I whispered, barely audible. I knew well that what he meant was me.
"I want you to come to my office," he ordered "you got that?"
Tears built up in my eyes ,knowing what he was going to do with me. It took me a while register what was happening until he gripped my hair tightly making my scalp hurt.
"I said 'did you get it?' " he growled at me.
"Y-yes, si-sir" I whimpred.
He released his grip and said ' good' leaving me on the floor, helpless, cold, and hungry.
Water streamed down my face making my eyes red and puffy and my cheeks tear-stained.
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I woke up on a hospital bed panting and gasping for air. Sweat was on my forehead and wires and needles were stuck in my body. There was a beeping t.v. which showed green lines that matched my heartbeat on my right, and a small brown cabinet and a white chair on my left.
My thoughts were interupted by the door swinging open revealing a woman in her thirties, possibly. She had the same pair of eyes that I saw before I blacked out. But some emotions were replaced by happiness and joy.
"Ashton!" she yelled as she came closer to me.
Ashton. Was that my name? Who is this woman? Did I know her? Why am I here? Where did he go?
My thoughts were interupted, again. By a bone crashing hug from the woman before. I flinched away from the touch and she backed away, slightly. After some seconds, she came closer again and was about to elope me into a big hug but I pushed her away before she could. I screamed and my old tears were replaced by new ones. I screamed and cried until my energy was drained and slumber was calling me.
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I woke up feeling more relaxed than before I fell asleep. I heard voices near me and I pretended to be asleep again.
"-hasn't recovered from the shock of whatever happened before he was found. I suggest you relax him first. You know, get him to like you. Tell him stories about him, about you. And after that he could see a psychiatrist, if that's how bad his case is." the guy with the coat and stethoscope said.
"Thanks, doc." the woman from earlier replied
" No need to," the guy smiled " just doing my job."
And with that, he left the room leaving me, alone, with the woman who tried to hug me earlier.
The woman turned around to see me awake. She walked next to me sitting on the white-colored chair on my left. She smiled sadly and greeted me.
I didn't greet back but she still continued. She told me stories about her, about me. How she missed me. How oneday I was just....... taken. And that whole time I can't help but notice the pain in her eyes.
I just wanted to hug and comfort her. Make the pain go away. I wanted to laugh and forget 'bout, what happend yesterday. But what can I do, I can't even be hugged without flinching. To them, I'm not even responding.
So I decided to mask my emotions with a blank face. Free of any emotions. Fear might come once in a while but I'll try to shake it off. I'll build walls and I won't speak. I'll convince myself to not get too attached nor care for them.
So there I lay on a hospital bed, watching my mother suffer. My face free of any emotions. Built titanium walls surrounding me, not letting even the smallest word nor emotion come out.
Cause she'll just hurt me right?
......right?
She's just like the others.
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Fanfiction*::*:::*:::*:::*:::*:::*:::*:::*:::*:::*::* "I cut because I'm broken, I'm a faggot and it's true. I'm falling to pieces, But I'm holding on for YOU." *::*:::*:::*:::*:::*:::*:::*:::*:::*:::*::* Ashton was kidnapped when he was 14. Five years passed...