I can't move very much today. I can't even write. I hate this medicine. It's getting harder to function. I had a dream that I was looking at treetops and I heard screaming, or something. I wish I remembered. If I did, I'd write it down.*
Bright trees- sharp voices. Screaming.
"Why'd you leave me?" A monotone voice says, and a twig snaps. "I gave you a chance! I told you we could be together and you left!"
More shouting. A scream. Loud and sharp, a scream of fear.
"Billie...What happened to you?"
- The dream.
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FanfictionYou were comforting and quiet. How did love become so violent?