𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓. 𓃠 𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒐 𝒗𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔

二 「 Two 」

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈(𝒔); bullying, depictions of violence, non-consensual touching / sexual assault

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"Go!"

Her breathing was erratic. Tight lipped and rugged, {y/n}'s eyes had been dangerously clouded over by an intense fog. Her palms now drenched in sweat— an uncomfortable sticky feeling coating the skin the longer it settled there.

"Stop looking back, just go!"

Fumbling through the dark, she'd give it her all in hopes to stay focused. Taro's body weighing in on her like stones.

His legs were broken. Visible strings of vibrant muscle peaked through the torn skin of his ankles, and what hadn't been crushed were lined with the essence of fresh lash marks ; Taro's broken skin pulsing beneath the moonlight.

"Keep your eyes open... no matter what, you're not leaving me here!"

He uttered nothing in return, the boy's eyes had been sealed shut, lashes messily clumping together as his lips parted in agony.

{y/n} never would've thought she'd live to see the day Taro died. Yet his shallow breaths and the coldness of his skin proved that she just might have to.

"Come on, Taro... please!"

A raging heat licked at her heels— bursts of orange light followed her anxious form whilst {y/n} tried her hardest to escape, their voices calling out to her in sweet with malicious intent.

"Don't die on me" she whispered.
Withholding the urge to vomit each time she'd pass the rotting carcass of an animal.

Their insides mercilessly gutted, an ominous warning of what was to happen to the both of them if she'd choose to surrender.

In the midst of her running, {y/n} felt Taro hitch. Lovingly cradling his body unto hers as she contemplated on what to do— if she didn't act fast, they'd die.

"Come out of hiding!"
Their pursuer's voice sounded desperate. His tone achingly sinister whilst his companions mocked him.

"Taro?"

He didn't answer.

"I see..." She'd halt. Carefully tucking in the boy's legs on a bed of leaves before resting his head against the rough exterior of a wilting tree. "Don't hate me, okay? I'm doing this for us."

Taking one last look at Taro's pained face, {y/n} smiled and raced her way back into the burning parts of the forest.

A blood curdling scream ripped through the cords of her chest.

'Forgive me, Taro.'

"Wake up baby, it's just a dream."

Calloused hands harshly grasped onto another, {y/n}'s eyes wide in remembrance as she listened to the sweet nothings whispered in her ear.

"M-Mai?"

"It's me, just relax okay? Take a deep breath... you're okay— no one is out to get you."

It was then she'd realize the tight hold she weighed on Mai's wrist. Shards of frosted ice pultruded from her palm in response to the woman's sudden touch, {y/n} retracted her ability in an instant.