chocowrts
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- Parts 2
Her eyes fluttered open as thin streaks of sunlight slipped through the curtains and brushed against her face. She shifted instinctively, only to freeze as a sharp ache ran through her body.
Slowly, she forced her eyes open wider, her gaze landing on the ceiling above-the steady rotation of a fan blurring in her vision. She stared at it blankly, her head pounding, her thoughts sluggish and tangled.
A warm weight rested around her waist.
Her breath caught.
slowly, almost afraid of what she might find, she turned her head-and froze.
A man lay beside her, his arm wrapped securely around her, as though it had been there all night. He was fast asleep, his face calm, unaware.
Her eyes widened in shock.
And then it hit her.
Fragments of the night before crashed into her mind-blurred, incomplete, but enough.
Her heart began to pound.
She looked down at herself, panic rising like a tide. The blanket was loosely wrapped around her, barely covering her. Realization struck hard.
She threw the covers aside and scrambled upright-only to stiffen instantly.
She wasn't wearing anything.
A sharp breath escaped her lips as she clutched the duvet tightly around herself, wincing at the movement. Her gaze darted wildly around the room.
Clothes were scattered everywhere.
For a split second, everything stood still.
Then-
A piercing scream tore through the room.
"AHHH!"
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"I... I'm sorry, Mumma... Dadda... I'm so sorry..."
Her voice was barely a whisper, fragile and broken as she sat on the cold floor. The room was silent-too silent-as if the world itself had stepped back.
please don't hate me..." she murmured, her grip tightening around the blade
Tears slipped down her cheeks.
"I'm... s-sorry...".
Her hand trembled as she lowered the knife, pressing it against her wrist.
Then she dragged the blade across.
A sharp gasp escaped her lips as pain bloomed. Blood began to well up,but she didn't stop.