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i woke up to a tray being shoved in my face. no literally i was asleep on the concrete like usual and someone slid a tray. into my face.

aw what a delightful awakening from planet asshole.

"what the fuck" i mutter in pain.

"rise and shine alex...today you have a big day." i heard blaines god awful voice speak.
(A/N: ruhise n shine LMAO)

i roll my eyes and look down at the tray. wow i got fruit and toast today. the fruit was definitely kingsman's doing.

i ate my food fairly quickly since my 'dinner' last night was a bread roll. thanks ass faces.

long day? what could that mean? it's not like he's gonna carry me on a mission theres too much of a danger of me being able to get loose. blaine is too smart for that.

as soon as i finish my breakfast, i move the tray aside and sit in the chair. it's comfier than the concrete floor.

out of no where kingsman comes into the room with a pale face and a worried expression.

"alex we have to move quicker than tonight. if i heard them right you are in serious danger. this long day isnt gonna go well and i can't stop him." he rushes my heart rate starts to pick up and i stand up out of the chair.

kingsman glances out the door and flinches to grab my tray.

"shit" he whispers closing the door. i start to get light headed from being confused and nervous.

i hear muffled voices and rush to the door.

"i was just grabbing her tray."

"be careful. she's sneaky. not for long though."

"what's the plan?"

"double knock. this ones for me." my heart drops.

i've heard of double knock. blaine used to do it all the time and max had to tell me what it meant.

knock out and knock up.

i remember this one girl she was a bystander to a robbery and blaine took her in. against her will of course. she ended up pregnant of course and he killed them both.

he's gonna do that to me.

my head starts spinning and my breathing becomes erratic. it feels like the room is getting smaller and darker, while the weight of the world is pressing down on my chest.

i fall to my knees and feel the tears fall quickly. my vision becomes blurry and i feel my brain slipping. i see the blackness closing in and i'm out.

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(tw- murder & su*c*de)

* flashback *

"GET OVER HERE" my dad yelled as he chased me with a loaded gun. the sound of his heavy foot steps catching up to my small 7 year old speed became louder and louder.

"YOURE NEXT" he said before grabbing me by the hair. he threw me on to the ground and pointed the gun directly at my head. fatal.

"dad please....don't....please i'm sorry please" i beg while crying. i hear him load a bullet into the barrel and my instincts kicked in.

no literally my small soccer player leg kicked him in the balls with all the will power i had.

he fell and i got up and out of the door.

i ran until i couldn't run anymore. i ran until my feet gave in on my body and i collapsed. i ran until my brain was so tired that it stopped playing the sounds of my mother's screams and the gunshot that followed.

i started to cry and shake. my whole body was numb as i layed on the grass beside the road.

i guess i had passed out because i woke up in the same place i was last, and forced my sore body to walk somewhere. since i was only 7, i thought maybe my dad had calmed down and wasn't so mad anymore.

wrong.

as soon as i stepped foot into the house again, i was scarred.

my dad had decided since i ran and he didn't get the chance to kill me, he killed himself instead.

me, a 7 year old, seeing my mother and father on the ground. dead.

* end of flashback *

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i woke up to something soft under my head and on my body.

my eyes fluttered open and i was still in the cement room. there was a pillow and blanket with me and i was confused as fuck.

kingsman soon walked in and immediately hugged me.

"thank god you're awake. i thought you had died." he said while hugging me extremely tight.

"what happened?" i asked.

"blaine showed up and told me what his plan was. i think you heard what he said and had a full blown anxiety attack. it must've been bad because you slipped into shock and basically you were asleep for 27 hours. you kept screaming for the first 3. i've never heard screams as horrifying as yours." he said scared.

the images of my memories flashed back into my head all at once and grabbed my head in attempt to make them go away.

i never got help after what happened. i buried it. tried to forget.

but this time i relived it. and it was fucking awful.

"my mind replayed one of the worst moments in my life. i had to relive it. no wonder i was screaming. and no wonder my throat hurts so bad." i said placing my hand onto my throat.

"what happened?" kingsman asked.

"i don't know if you knew but my dad killed my mom, tried to kill me too, but when i got away he killed himself instead. i walked in and saw it. i was 7." i shuddered and kingsman grabbed my shoulders.

"alex i am so fucking sorry." i shrugged.

"it's okay. i should've gotten help but i was put into the system and beaten, miss treated, so i eventually ran away." i admitted.

"well we're leaving now. i got the weapons and everything. if we don't blaine will get to you first." i nodded and he hands me a gun. the images of my dad holding the gun at me flashed in my head again and i felt a few tears fall down my face again.

here we go. you got this. you can cry later.

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A/N: i feel so bad for alex🥺

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