Can't Be Helped

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Elizabeth:

Just floating in the lake, eyes closed and trying to focus on the music. Music playing in my ears, flowing through me, my body just loose and suspended in the water perfectly to my body temperature. Forget, let me forget, please, I couldn't remember that, not now, not after how far I'd come...

What kind of man lays his hands on the woman he loves?
Calls her angel, but shows no remorse in her blood
He covers her body in bruises and scars
You don't understand just how beautiful you are

You are too beautiful
Your heart wants something more
Those shades of blue on that face of yours
Hide that smile that beats in your chest

When he's done with her beating
He just stands aside
Wipes the sweat from his brow
And yells over her cries,
"You don't know what I've been through!"
He yells and he says,
"You don't know what I've done for you!"
And hits her again

You are too beautiful
Your heart wants something more
Those shades of blue on that face of yours
Hide that smile that beats in your chest

She stands in the mirror
She looks less alive
She lifts up her shirt to see she has five
Branded fingers on her side
She's feeling it all now
But she doesn't cry
She doesn't cry

You are too beautiful
Your heart wants something more
Those shades of blue on that face of yours
Hide that smile that beats in your chest

When the song ended and just changed to more melancholy music, I just let myself fall under, holding my breath as I let myself blindly move through. Water kept me cool, and when I'd shut off most of my senses, the best place for me to Wander. First off, I checked on Donna, needing to know that she was being looked after by Wilfred and her mother, and happily finding that she'd met someone.

Martha and Mickey were incredible together, happy and committed, having bonded over how my brother had thrown both of their lives up in the air. They were settling together, moving forward in a way that they both wanted. I was happy that they were happy. They deserved to be.

I was just about to move on to Peren, but there was a ripple around me, my brother suddenly in the lake with me and pulling me back up to the surface, so once we broke the surface in the deep centre, I was breathing deep. "What the hell was that for?!" I cried, pulling off my blindfold and headphones, splashing at him. "I locked the door, how the hell did you even get in here?!"

"You'd been under there for five minutes! What the hell was I supposed to think when you don't exactly have a good track record in here!" And splashed me back. "Why the hell were you down there for so long? You can Wander from anywhere and I was scared you went for too long and your body would drown."

"I find it easier in this sort of thing, it shuts off my other senses and I can just listen. I've always been able to hold my breath for at least ten minutes." And started to kick backwards towards the shore, my white bathing suit stuck to my skin by how long I'd been in the lake. "I'm fine, you don't need to check up on me."

He swam to the side after me, just in his shirt and boxers, everything else on the far side. "You were inside Carmen's head when she saw whatever she saw. That hit me hard, let alone you. He's dead, Sister."

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