The ones from above blessed you with a normal life. A life maybe not many would be jealous of, but a life that you yourself were comfortable and satisfied with.
Being raised purely by your mother, your father died long before your birth, but that did not sadden you. For you had the chance to be raised together with another child, the child of your mother's best friend. As you and the boy grew up, you were inseperable in the women's eyes. Though being raised together meant that the both of you got mistreated by the other children in the village.
But that didn't bother you at least, for you had each other. And that's all that mattered for you. The boy seemed to share the same opinion, yet he still seeked acceptance from the other children in the village, one that you tried to helped him achieve. Mark the word, "tried".
Years went by, you lost hope in everything as you realized you may never see your dearest childhood friend again, one that you managed to develope a liking for. He disappeared the night your hearts became one, or so you thought at least. From then on, you've been all on your own, choosing to escape to Midgar and starting your life anew there after your hometown Nibelheim burned down to shreds.
Barely being able to survive in either the slums or upper plate, the constant nightmares haunting you every night, keeping you from falling asleep, the constant worry over having to think of where to spend the night... you've managed to execute most of your worries, but some will simply not let you be in peace.
English is not my native language, so please don't be too harsh with me ^^;
Will contain sensitive subjects! Anxiety, depression/depressive thoughts, suicidal thoughts, life risking actions, loosing the will to live etc. If you find any of these subjects sensitive, PLEASE STOP READING.
No schedule on when the updates will appear, I'll simply update the story whenever I'll feel inspired. I want this story to be good, not an half-assed story.
(H20Delirious X Fem. Reader)
"wιll we вe ғree?" I asked
He smiled, thats what I'm after. The smile on his face and sound of his laughter.
"we wιll вe ғree тogeтнer! yoυ and мe!" He answered
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Being an orphan, you don't have a lot of experience's or happy memories.
Especially if your orphanage uses you for human experiments.
The pain...the agony- the screams of the other kids I once called friends and played with...all gone and replaced with despair.
Only teddy could keep me company and keep me sane. Till one day, a new boy was brought in and he was strange.
But he interested the kids, even the scientists. He was placed in my room and he never spoke a word to anyone.
He would wake up in the middle of the night and gasp for air like if there never was any. But he was my friend.
Things changed and a few years later, the orphanage was attacked. Two people came in and killed the scientists but spared the children.
While making an attempt to escape, I was caught by the remaining scientists and taken away. The screams of my friend echoing behind me as I tried to escape...
Such a waste as I became strong and have long forgotten those memories. But side effects came with the experiments they played with.
Y/N is the name and being psychotic is my game.
Don't try to catch me cause I can read you like a book in a grand library. Secrets are never kept when the walls an objects around you speak your truth...
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First Published: June 25, 2021