Betrayed By Yourself

Betrayed By Yourself

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Ha...! I just love the way people talk to me these days. Their ever so pitiful voices moved by my own pain. I left the life that I had... End of story. But nobody ever stops. They keep trying to bring me back. I would just laugh, not even flinched by their words. "Ha, Carlos is gone." I would say. Although... He used to be a good kid. He would study. Kiss his grandma goodnight, and his mom. Even though his dad was a drunk he still had friends, and a family that cared for him. He had a good thing going. "That was the old days." I would say. Then I'd walk away, making sure that I didn't look back. Now... Let me tell you about the story of how Carlos died, and how he lived.
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(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 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 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... ╭⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯╮ First Published: June 25, 2021

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