The Beauty Of Silence

When The Past Returns, What Should You Do?

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I'm running, but I don't know where and I don't know why. All I know is that I'm running through a forest with fog slowly creeping up behind me. It's silent and all I could hear is my heavy breathing and my feet crunch against the dried up leaves and branches. I turn around for a split second and see nothing behind me. I want to stop, I feel like my lunges will burst within seconds.

But I keep going.

I keep running on this endless path with the feeling of someone behind me, watching me. Watching my every move.

My foot gets stuck between two branches and I manage to put my hands in front of me as a reflex before I hit the ground. Pain strikes the palm of my hands and knees. I roll slowly onto my back gasping for air in my lunges.

I look up to the starry night, so peaceful, so open, so lonely.

I see the fog creep up towards me from the corner of my eye. I need to move now! My mind screams at me, but my body rejects that order and stay still on the cold ground. The fog finally reaches me, it's cold which made my body shiver and feel numb. It covered half of me by the time I closed my eyes and opened them to a new scene.

A scene of a place I was all too familiar with- "Brianna, is that you beautiful?" My body is still numb because of the fog earlier so I don't move when I see him come out of the room with that smirk that has haunted me until I found another one to haunt me.

Ryder's.  

"Why are you just standing there? Did you get what I told you to get?" He asks. I felt light headed for a moment and saw myself move towards him, but I was still standing in the doorway.

I was watching this memory of me and him from the sidelines. "Yup, I got it from Josh and he was there just like you said he would be."  My younger self smiles up at him and he places a kiss on my forehead. "That's a good girl, now are you ready to try it out?" I watch myself nod and take the bag of the substance out of my pocket.

I've forgotten that I had this memory of us trying out drugs  to see what made our sex the best experience. And usually it was every time, it's hard to admit but I had fun, I felt rebellious and free like no one could touch me like most stupid teenagers would think.

But of course all good things must come to an end and well mine did that night we both fell apart. "How much did you pay for this?" He asked me after he opened the bag. I look at his facial expressions, he looked angry, but I could tell he tried to hide it.

I can't believe I didn't see it before. "I pay the amount you told me to pay 50$." I said in my innocent, but teasing voice. That's how Brendan said it sounded like.

Innocent yet teasing.

His nostrils flared and I could see his face turn bright red. "Did you even check inside the bag before you payed him?" His voice cold. I watch my past self open my mouth to speak, but no words came out. He hit me that night, even though he promised me before again and again not to.

I've told him about my past, about me and he told me he would never be like him and that he would treat me like a princess. His princess. And I believed him, I was caught up in his twisted words and was blinded by the truth that he was using me, like he did.