Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-2A02:C7D:4B01:3F00:B4D9:696:D64A:2494-20191004111353

Prologue

'''Through the darkness, the thick sludgy cool darkness, there was a light. Finally, a small sparkle of hope, of freedom, of mental stability. No more memories flashing through my mind, fuzzy and broken, crackling and burning into my head. No gaps in my past, no hopelessness. Then, it flickered away. One of the most common memories blared around me, the sound painful like needles stabbing into my forehead. The blinding colours returned, overwhelming my senses so much that vomit spewed from my mouth. They faded slowly until they were calmer. Pretty colours. Pretty pictures. Nice smell. Flowers. And sweets. I like those things. I liked those things. Whispers slipped into my ears like small breezes or a melodic tune. The darkness faded around me and I was sat on the grass. Emerald green grass. Small gusts of wind floated through my hair, bringing the scent of fresh flowers with it. Calm. Nice. I like it here. I liked it here. Letting the sun beat on my skin, I closed my eyes, losing myself in the moment. Each time I closed them, a small wave of panic rushed through me. No matter how many times I had to go through the scene, I begged and hoped for my eyes to open again. I wanted to return from the momentary blackness, even if that wasn’t the reality of what was happening to me. I wanted to see that perfect face again, with its soft blush and dark blue eyes that looked like the depths of the ocean. There was a longing to see that sweet smile again and the loose ginger curls falling like a fiery waterfall down her face. Just like always, a soft hand touched mine and my eyes opened again. Her face. Her smile. It was all there. Her joyous laughter danced delicately across the breeze and happiness swirled about inside of me. I wanted to hold onto this moment forever and never let go. I wanted to stay by her side for the rest of my life and never leave. But I knew what was coming.'''

'''A crack of thunder. A fierce bolt of lightning splitting the sky. And the shaking, shivering image of her cracking. One moment we were sat in the field, smiling and laughing together and the next, we were at home, in the dark living room, her face sharp and fiery like the lightning flashing and blazing. One. Then the other. One. Then the other. One. Then the other. Pain shot through me and my cheek burned as a strong hand slapped my face, the tears rolling down my cheeks simmering and gushing like waterfalls.'''

'''My fist met the cold stone wall, the sweet intoxicating scent of blood burning my nostrils. Footsteps echoed outside of my cell and I stumbled to the glass wall. Despite the sticky blood dripping from my knuckles, I hammered on the wall, screaming and shouting for help. I kept slipping from reality to the image of her, my chest tightening with the pain from both. The world spun around me and after one last cry for help, I collapsed to the floor, my knees giving way underneath me.'''

'''I was broken. I am broken. And I don’t know what I’ve done. I don’t know what I’ve done to be cursed with this endless pain. '''

But she does.  