Inner Demons

Chapter 1

Note: Hey guys! Welcome to my Inner Demons story. This is a dark story but it does have light tones and will become lighter the more chapters. There's lots of angst with the occasional chapters of fluff to heal the wounds :)!

STRONG WARNING OF MENTAL ILLNESSES (DEPRESSION, ANXIETY, AND SCHIZOPHRENIA), BLOOD AND GORE, ETC. ETC.

ENJOY!

I could remember it like it only happened yesterday.

When Hydra came and took away everything from me.

I was in the car with my mother and father just right after school.

I was swinging my legs; I was wearing my favorite dress.

The sleeves were a bit big and baggy but that's what I loved about it.

I could tuck my hands in easily and play cute.

I did that out of amusement giggling and laughing as I showed my mom and dad that I was being cute. Mom who was in the passenger seat had turned around and was laughing with me.

Dad was busy driving but he was looking through the rear view mirror. I was right behind mom. One of the reasons why I'm still alive.

I remember I turned my head hearing a loud engine roar and the screech of rubber tires against asphalt. It was a giant black and heavily built SUV was coming straight towards us.

It was heading on dad's side and it clearly wasn't planning on stopping.

Next thing I knew the car was spinning out of control.

I still remember the deafening noises of the tires screeching against the asphalt. The clang of a guard rail and the crunch and cracking as the car flipped. We were flipping and skidding and tumbling; glass was shattering, metal was being dented and my seat belt had done its job of holding me in.

When everything stopped spinning I was upside down.

Under the thudding of blood in my ears I could hear a muffled honking noise that never seemed to end. There was something dripping.

Was it gasoline? or was it blood?

I could smell gas hanging in the air.

I could feel a fluid travel across my eye that was swollen shut. I was so dazed I didn't understand what was going on; I didn't want to know what was going on.

I remember I called for my parents in a terrified croak, but received no response.

I heard footsteps and suddenly the car door beside me was ripped off. It didn't take much effort due to the harsh impacts it faced well tumbling down the hill. I was expecting help so I reached out my hand. Instead a hand grabbed the collar of my dress and yanked me from my car seat.

I was suddenly thrown on the ground and I choked feeling the air rushing out of my lungs. I picked my head up and gasped when I saw my mother's body.

She was limp with a large shard of glass in her chest where her heart was, her eyes were wide open staring back at me with her hand out as if she was reaching for me.

"Mommy ..."

I looked past her and saw my father was dead as well, his head was at an awkward, impossible angle.

"Daddy ..."

I choked as I felt something inside me seem to snap. Like a tiny string that was strung so tight that only one simple tug was enough to break it. I dug my fingers into the ground feeling intense pain and anger.