An Enchanted Caged Bird

An Enchanted Caged Bird

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Jun 24, 2025
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"Maybe you really are a monster. You thought saving my life once, now you have some ownership over me!" he laughed humorlessly, " I was such a fool. I am so pathetic. I followed you around like a lost child while you shoved me around. I kept taking your punches and insults. It felt like something was stabbing my heart. I kept coming back because I cared about you, I loved you. And," his voice breaks as a sob threatens to come out, "You didn't belie...ve, you didn't believe me!! It is your fault! It was all your fault!" he wailed in anguish, a lone tear slipped down his cheek and abruptly turned around to leave, "I know you don't care about anyone's feelings. Everybody cowers behind your back, and when the time comes, when you are all alone. I hope you truly suffer. And you know what?" he didn't wait for an answer, "I don't see any difference between you and him." Story update every Monday & Friday
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"H-Harry please!" I cried, my hands placed protectively in front of my face. His eyes darkened, and he grabbed my wrists, pinning them against the wall. His breath rolled over my face, the faint scent of alcohol rolling up my nose. "Shut up." He growled. His short nails dug into my arm and I winced in pain. He released me, and grabbed a handful of my hair instead. I shrieked in pain as he threw me to the ground. Tears pricked my eyes and I squeezed my eyes shut. "Get up." He said. I opened my eyes, and scrambled to my feet quickly. He grabbed the front of my shirt to pull me closer, leaning down to my level. His eyes burned straight through mine. Chills went down my spine and I bit my bottom lip out of fear. "How many times do I have to tell you? You. Are. Mine." -------------------------- In a complex narrative, where Harry wrestles with the voices of schizophrenia, the story unfolds with uncertainty. The question lingers: Will Harry succumb to the relentless voices, potentially breaking down Louis, or will Louis summon the strength to confront the darkness that threatens him and stand resolute in his own defense? The outcome rests upon the delicate interplay of their intertwined fates, a story of mental struggles and strength yet to fully reveal itself.

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