Pistanthrophobia

Pistanthrophobia

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Pistanthrophobia, The fear of being hurt by someone you love. The brain is made with different parts, The hippocampus Is responsible for storing all your memories, The ones you wish you could forget and the ones you wish to remember. I often find myself in a position where some parts of my brain fail to work. The cerebellum controls movement, But I cant seem to move, I cant run away or fight back. The cerebrum controls speech, yet I cant find myself able to talk. Those parts of my brain seem to be failing me, Why couldn't it Have been the other parts, like the primary gustatory cortex The part allowing me to taste my own blood, or the last increments of mint toothpaste trapped in between my teeth. Even the temporal lobe, the part making me listen to my own sobs, the slurs of a man who once loved me, and the sound of his foot colliding with my ribs. Then we have the medulla oblongata, Probably the most well known of them all. The thing that's keeping me alive, the thing that making me breathe, the thing that's slowing down with every punch, every kick, every scratch, slit, pull, bruise.... All caused by a man, who once or at least should have loved me. 19 Year old Amelia Watson has been held captive inside her own 'home' all her life. windows locked, doors shut, and days on end without food. when her father and his girlfriend go on a trip for their anniversary, only then could she breathe. She had a little over a year to herself, Away from the monsters that force themselves into her life and the thoughts that she might end her own. As she finally freed herself from the chains she was locked in only then would another monster come for her, But maybe this one was actually her saving grace.
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"You ruined me," I confess, my voice a rasp against her skin. "I can't fucking breathe without you. I can't think. I can't exist." My fingers trail down, skimming the curve of her hip. "And it's killing me." She trembles but doesn't push me away. Her silence is my undoing. I slam my hand against the wall beside her, caging her in, my breath ragged. "You want me to walk away? Tell me. Say it, and I will." Her lips part, but no words come. I let out a sharp, bitter laugh. "You can't, can you?" I tilt her chin up again, forcing her to meet my gaze. "Because you're just as ruined as I am." And then I kiss her. Hard. Desperate. A collision of everything we've denied ourselves. Because no matter how much I fought it, no matter how much I wanted to hate her- She's mine. And I'll burn down the whole damn world before I let her go.

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