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Chapter 6; Traumatized

[A/N: I AM SO SORRY THAT THIS WAS ABSOLUTELY LATE. PLEASE DON'T KILL ME. PLEASE COMMENT AND VOTE IF Y'ALL WANT THE NEXT ONE, OKAY. love me. And I'm terribly sorry this is kinda suckish because I wanted to move on quickly to the story.]

17th April, 2011

Lucy and Troian's House

The four sat there in utter silence as they devoured their breakfast. The three itched for answers of what her dream was about that woke them abruptly early in the morning. They had asked, but answers were not given.

Only silence.

But everyone else in the room had a feeling that it was about him, because there was no other way for her to get driven back into this stage but him. She would just nod or shake her head to answer their questions and they couldn’t tell whether she was upset of her dream or anxious about the results she might get later on.

Lucy continued to eat her breakfast as she tried to contain the urge to ask more questions. Troian just sat there quietly with the morning paper in her hand, her eyes scanning every word, but her mind was somewhere else. All she could think about is her sister. Then there was Louis; he did nothing but stare at her. He watched as she played around with her food, her brows furrowed as she chewed on her bottom lip. He could tell that she was trying not to cry in front of them and he wanted to just hold her. But he couldn’t, because he knew she wouldn’t like it.

“What time are we supposed to be leaving for the clinic?” Miley mumbled softly, but it was enough for everyone to hear due to the silence. It was enough for everyone to snap their gazes towards the fragile brunette that sat across from them.

“We’re supposed to be there early. We should get ready and leave in 30 minutes.” Louis replied, his lips curling up to a small smile. She nods in response before pushing herself off of the stool to stand up.  

“I’ll go get ready then.” She mumbles before heading up the stairs and into her room, leaving the other three staring in curiosity.

“Has she told any of you why she woke up screaming this morning?” Lucy asked, breaking the silence before eating her food once again.  

“No.” Louis said, shaking his head as a sigh left his lips. “I wish she was better.” 

“We all do, Lou.” Troian mumbled, placing the newspaper down on the kitchen counter before bringing her hands up and pressing the pads of her fingers against her temples, rubbing them slowly in a circular motion in hopes to diminish her pounding headache.

WIth Miley 

She stood there, completely bare and shivering from the coldness of the water and the air that surrounded her. Her gaze was fixed down on the tiled floor as flashbacks invaded her mind, but no tears were made and that made her wonder whether she was close to healing or maybe she’s become numbed. She shook the second though away, thinking how ridiculous the idea of being numb. She wasn’t numb; she could still feel the pain. She could still feel her chest tightening every time she thought of him and a part of her wanted to scream but she didn’t. She held it in.

Maybe it was time to move on. But how could she possibly do so?

That’s when a plan invaded her mind. It was risky for her nearly shattered heart but she was willing to take that risk just so she could get over him.

An hour later at the Clinic