The Voices of Rust

Paris

-Paris' POV-

Helen is such an idiot. She can't do anything right can she?

No.

Because she's worthless.

I can't believe she ever thought her parents loved her. Her dad only started spending time with her after she almost beat it, and her mom always thought she was a waste of space. I can see it in her eyes, she never liked Helen.

That's a lie! She loved me when I was little.

"No! She didn't. You ruined her body. All her self-esteem went out the window as soon as you were born. You mother knew as soon as you were born that you would be a disappointment, a fucking piece of shit! And guess what; she was right." I hated when she talked back.

No. No! No!

I can't believe you. She loved me! You weren't always here, you don't know what she was like!

"Oh, but Helen, dear, I was. I was here since the day you were born. I know the first time you felt alone, the first time you were hit by your mother, the first time you looked at a girl," I taunted. "How old were you? Seven maybe?"

Disgusting.

How did you know that?

"See sweetie? When all your friends left you when you told them you were a fucking lesbian freak, I was here waiting for you. I've been your only friend who has stayed with you your entire life. You may not have heard me, but darling, I was here." I will always be here.

I was nine when you said your first word. I was scared! I didn't know what was happening. There was another voice in my head. I couldn't tell if you were a boy or a girl, I couldn't tell your age, I couldn't tell what you wanted. I still don't know anything about you.

"And you never will! I'm here to tell you all the things you're too ignorant to know yourself. I'm here to help you." She is so fucking stupid! "Just because you don't like what I'm saying doesn't mean I'm not telling the truth."

"After five years, I can't believe you don't trust me yet. I've showed you ways to become perfect, ways to distance yourself so you don't hurt others, your loved ones," I paused. "I've given you ways to take away the pain."

I only have pain because of you talking to me.

"Helen, that's not true. You had it long before I came around. It was all just hidden under the mask of your parents' 'love'," I screamed. Why couldnt she see what everyone else saw; the useless, pathetic, piece of trash faggot. "I simply showed you what you've been hiding just below your ugly, worthless surface. You should thank me for that. Now you're not lying to yourself!" I felt her tensing up. Shes getting scared. I love it when she's scared of me.

I'm sorry... I didn't mean to make you mad. Don't make me want Troy. Please don't make me use him. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

I smiled to myself. "That's better. Are you going to listen to what I have to say now?"

...yes...

"Good. Now get your ass downstairs before your mom comes up and hits you like last time. As much as I would love it, you wouldn't stop whining to me. Happy fucking birthday bitch."

Ok.

~Authors Note~

It was a bit short today, I might post some more later though.

Ok so I'm sorry if I offended anyone with the language. Especially the word 'faggot'. If you are part of the lgbtq+ community, I'm sure you've heard it at least once. If you cannot read this because of the language, I'm sorry but its going to be pretty frequent here.

Please comment. You don't have to vote, but I'd like to have some helpful advice or opinions to read. Thank you dears!