Behind The Mask

Chapter 19 : Traumatized.

I suggest you listen to the song while reading this; It's one of my favs.

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HUNTER POV..

Where am I? 

Fuck my head hurts; I touch it and flinch. It feels like someone literally ran my head over with a car. I check my hand and find blood. Joy.

I look around me and it's dark. Why am in some sort of a dark alleyway? I get up from my position on the floor and my whole body aches that I fall back down. I fall on a piece of shattered glass I think because blood explodes from my wrist.

 I hiss in pain.

"What do you want?" I hear distant shouting-more like some girl screaming. I force myself up as my whole body protests strongly. I help myself to the wall and flinch when my open wrist meets the hard brick wall. I have a strong urge to go to that girl for some reason. I don't question it though and try to walk towards the sound.

"Leave me alone you asshole!" More shouting. I speed up a little my legs shaking and trip over a few times before I reach the end of the alleyway that splits into two ways both of which are even darker and creepier alleyways. I wait until I hear a thud and take the left way.

"DONT DO IT!" My heart speeds up as I hear myself saying the words but don't feel myself saying them. My breath is coming out in spurts as I try my best to move closer to her but my goddamn legs are too weak. She's a few feet away; I look at my feet helplessly and drag them harder towards her then I trip and fall.

Just as a gunshot fires.

"NO!" I'm screaming. I can tell that I'm screaming but I can't hear me; I can't hear anything. I feel my throat throbbing  from screaming too hard but I still can't hear anything.

 Silence. 

I reach for her, but I can't reach her; she's too far away. 

                      Silence.

 Blood is seeping from her, towards me. I can feel her warm blood trickling beneath my fingers. 

                                                 Silence. 

I call out for her. 

                                                                                       Silence.

 I close my eyes as I feel the gunshot go through my heart a thousand times after her body goes limp.

"It wasn't me." I scream as I'm brought back to reality. My body is sweating so hard and I can feel actual physical pain from the dream I just had. It hasn't been this bad for a while now. Why did I have to go to bed thinking about something that I knew brings me too much pain. I squeeze my eyes shut but can still see her lifeless face. Her dead, accusing eyes. Her pale lips.

"It wasn't me." I whisper for about the millionth time in my life as two tears trickle from my eyes. Tears of pain, regret, and pure shame.

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"Hello there Mr broody. You literally have like those sad clouds on top of your head; why you so grumpy?" Landon says as he slams his things on the desk next to mine. He understands my mood swings even though I never tell him the reason behind him. I'm just really glad he doesn't ask me unwanted questions that we both know I would never answer. Some secrets we reveal to people we really trust but our really fucked up secrets die with us. And mine will be wrapped up with me in my grave.