Broken Beyond Repair

Chapter XVI: Nightmares Not So Nonchalant

~Recap~

I felt a hot sensation run up my neck. I urged myself to stay calm while another side of me wanted to shut this woman up. Some friend she was. I calmed myself down as a plan had come to mind. One that should show this insolent girl a lesson.

Sophia Warren, I will not stop until I can explain this love I feel for you. I won't give up. Just please. Wait for me. . .

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I was laying in the guest bedroom of Anthony's house, when he knocked on the door. He was very timid and reserved unlike his behavior earlier. His mind was full with thoughts that he could not understand.

Anthony sat on the end of the bed gently.

"Is something wrong?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

His little eye brows furrowed with a complex look upon his face.

He finally said, " Sophia. . . I don't know what's going on in your life at the moment. And by all means I will respect your decision. I was- I was wondering if you wanted to stay here for a while. You know we could be friends. I don't think we met by chance last night, nor can I let you go out on the streets. So maybe like I said earlier, I can be the person who is here for you in this world. Someone who cares for you."

This statement came with great shock. Anthony wanted me to stay here. This random stranger.

Sophia- No. I can't do that.

Anthony- But why?

Some unhinged anger found its way to the surface. "Why!" I jumped up from the bed. "You expect me to drop everything in my life for a complete stranger. To abandon those who loved me before you. I've made many mistakes in life, but I won't make this one. Don't think you're doing anything good for me. I can handle this world by myself."

Tears pricked my eyes, but I refused to cry. I had let all my anger out on him. I fell back onto the bed out of exhaustion.

Now I had meddled with Anthony's emotions. He clenched his fists as he tried to contain his frustration.

Anthony- I was just trying to be kind to someone that I cared for. I meant no harm, nor cause you even more stress. So by all means go. You've chosen.

I knew he was upset with my choice.

I just can't seem to make people happy huh?

I found myself inching towards the end of the bed. Soon I was right beside him. I reached up to give him a hug like Damien did the night I was crying. But I only received hate.

Anthony recoiled in disgust from me trying to comfort him.

Without thinking, I was growing anxious. The last time I made someone mad,  I was knocked unconscious and left with a broken ankle. My whole body was shaking. The cursed memories of Damien entered my mind. The adrenaline I felt as my life was almost taken from me. I knew Anthony wouldn't hurt me right?

The tears finally flowed freely. Fear turned to unimaginable emptiness. But then I felt Anthony's hand in mine. He held my face with one hand and wiped tears with another. Anthony leaned in closer causing our lips to meet. The warm taste of his lips was comforting.

But only a few days I had confessed my love for Damien. I had betrayed him so easily. I didn't deserve to be loved.

~Anthony's Perspective~

Hours had passed and night was upon me. The cold, dark sky brought me no joy only more self pity. There was really no point in life anymore. It was cruel and a down right bastard!

Why should I continue to suffer through it?

My thoughts were a dark place to dwell in, but there was nothing else I had. Finally, my tired mind rested, and I drifted off to sleep.

This girl I had met on a whim provided me with a sense of purpose. Someone to be there for. I could not live for myself then why not another?

I knew she had gone through so much. Of course her actions could be justified. Yet I still felt the need to lash out at her! Like a complete imbecile! Maybe I realized she loved another, I wanted her more. This young woman who just walked into my life now seemed so important; I didn't want to lose her.

So I kissed her. I actually did it. I could taste the salty tears she had just shed. I didn't want her to ever cry again. She didn't deserve to.

Still in the middle of the kiss, Sophia pushed me away. Her hand kept going back to her mouth as if she could still feel my lips there.

I didn't know how she would take it.

Sophia- Get out.

Anthony- Wait Sophia-

She interrupted me with a harsher, "Get out!" I reached for her hand as she reached back to slap me. She hesitated. But continued to force me out of the room.

The door slammed in my face while I could hear her sobs from inside. My hand met the cold door frame. All I could do was sit here as Sophia hurt. Nothing more. . .

~Perspective Ends~

I had found myself separated from kindness again. A sliver of happiness blocked by a single door, not to mention myself. It always came down to my decisions.

They were the thing that messed up my life.

I laid down on the small bed. The window was slightly open letting in a breath of cold air and a symphony of crickets. My senses dulled as I fell asleep from the serene sound and sights of the night.

The feeling of dissociation came upon me as I could see the outside of Damien's house. I recognized the many surroundings and even the air seemed the same as days ago. The strange feeling left me as I entered the house. Objects were thrown about with rage and torment. There in the small guest bedroom sat Damien.

His big body was curled up into a small figure. He looked unrecognizable. "Damien?" I asked. He made no signal as if he heard my words. I called out again saying, "Damien!" Each time I called out, no reply was given.

Time after time, my voice grew louder and harsher. Damien seemed to get smaller and farther away.

As I reached out to him, he lashed out like a rattlesnake. I was thrown back into a corner of the room as everything went dark.

My breath was ragged, but I knew this wasn't real. It couldn't be. It felt so surreal and terrifying. I peered into the darkness as my ears were filled with an ominous silence.

Suddenly I could hear the sound of footsteps drawing near. Out of the darkness Damien jumped towards me. We were locked together while I tried to push him off of me. I screamed for someone or anyone to help me.

It was a back and forth struggle until I kicked him in the face. Not expecting that, Damien stumbled back into the now light room. A lamp illuminated beside me. Damien stirred as my heart raced faster.

Like nothing had ever happened, Damien attacked me again. An instinct inside me reached for the lamp. Right as Damien came towards me the object came crashing down on his head.

I could see this all from afar. As the glass shattered above his head, my world seemed to shift and change.

I was jolted awake from all the adrenaline. Sweat was forming on my forehead, and my breath was rapid.

I was still coming back to reality from my all to vivid l dream. The guest bedroom came back into focus still covered by the dark of night.

The moonlight peeking through the window reflected off something in the ground. The glittering light of glass covered the floor.

I had sat up and moved to the end of the bed to get a closer look. Finally another object came into focus

Oh my gosh! No no no no no!

What the fuck is that?!