Triggering Content
Lucid Vivid Past
Trapped in a room with no where to turn only with him looming over me with a sinister chuckle.
"It'll be out own secret princess. I'll stop in a couple of minutes I promise" he hummed gripping my hands firm and grinding my ass.
I shook my head furiously, chanting no for God knows how long.
Pain ripped through my lower half as he made his intrusion in my fragile body, claiming my innocence as he did. I screamed but it was muffled by his large hand, then he started to whisper lewd profanities at my ear an I was more disgusted the way my poor body reacted to it.
"Please stop Uncle Nate" I croaked after trembling, my voice reduced to nothing but a hoarse rasp because I was screaming so much.
"I enjoyed that sweet girl. Alot" he mused shuddering as he pulled out of me. Leaving my room as if nothing happened. Leaving me curled curled in a ball crying and trembling, feeling the remains of him trickle down my leg.
Right after I heard a gun shot.
"Fuuuuuucccckk!!!!" I jumped from bed, my scream literally echoing though the house since it was early morning and it alerted my mother perfectly since she flew in my room like any worried mother would.
I gripped my hair, pacing back and forth and my breathing uneven, feeling the metallic liquid trickle from my lip, muttering who knows what to myself. I was so distraught it took me a little over a minute to realize my mother was there trying to soothe me.
"I'm here. I'm here" she cooed stroking my hair softly while I on the other hand was slinging to her shoulder, sobbing..
That's when the trembling began
To think I've was free from it for two years. It was bound to come back and haunt me.
"It's okay baby. No one's here to hurt you. He's gone" she offered
All of them are gone!
I tried regulating my breathing, still tasting blood. I indicated my cheeks, freeing then from my gnawing teeth once realization hit.
Mom kept on whispering sweet nothings, helpful ques that Dr. Malvoc instructions her to use should I ever relapse and have more episodes.
I started to count. Humming in my head to stop the buzzing..
Finally I found quiet.
"I don't want to sleep again" I muttered to my self after everything came to a stand still.
"You're being ridiculous hun" Mom kissed my temple softly and stroked my hair.
I rose my head and glared at her before resting my head back on my bed edge.
"I thought that this would have stopped by now. I guess wishful thinking wasn't enough" I sighed relishing the feeling of my mother caressing her thumb over my knuckles.
"Well maybe you've been exposed to something to trigger it" she offered.
I backtracked.
Coming up blank.
"I got nothing" I attested, not finding any form of trauma inducing situation.
"I called Eli" she breathed after getting up and I froze.
"Why did you call him!??!!"
"Don't yell at me. It's for your own good"
She had a point, but Eli had just gotten back from vacation. So far I made it a whole month and not gotten an outburst. I remained sober. I vowed.
"I promised him Mom. I told him I wouldn't worry him. I-" I sighed feeling defeated.
"Honey please-"
"Just leave" I turned away from her, tears pricking my eyes again. Without another word she left me alone with my thoughts.
The buzzing slowly getting louder.
I went to the bathroom and locked myself in. There I laid on the cold tile floor feeling numb and crying my eyes out.
Trying to reach a mutual agreement for my brain to even try to my mentality to get better.
I miss my father....
And every memory starts to swarm and it fucks with my head so much...
Then my uncle flashed my mind causing me to cringe and my stomach to sick more with every thought.
I lost track of how long I was lost in the abyss of my mind, I'd been out very long, since I've heard Eli's voice in my room.
"Braid. Come on" he knocked at the door but I didn't move. He huffed and opened my locked door.
Eliott has keys for my every door.
All the times he didn't, he would always kick my door in if I refused to open it in two minutes. Then paid for repairs once the damage was done.
Looking down on me balled up on the floor. He stooped to my level giving me a lopsided smile.
One that blatantly said
What happened this time.
"Leave me alone to die" my voice was raspy . Very raspy. Eliott shook his head and picked me from off the ground before cradling me, then walking over to my bed.
"Why do you always worry me?"
"I didn't tell her to call you" I bit my inner cheek, releasing it immediately remembering the damage there, turning to my side on the bed tracing in the patterns on my sheet.
"Don't avoid my question" he chuckled falling next to me looking me in my eyes.
I said nothing, just dead silence as he read me, he hugged me and I burrowed my head into his shirt letting go of a deep sigh.
Wrapping my arms around him welcoming the warmth and comfort he provided.
"Because you actually care for me" it came out muffled but it was an answer never the less.
My tongue glided over all the bite marks and bruises inside my mouth which left it sore.
I don't even control it...
"Don't ever forget it. Now come on. It's the weekend and I'll tell your mother not to expect you home for the next two days"
"I don't want go anywhere" my tone was flat but still muffled.
"Bullshit" he sang.
"And don't underestimate my power of kidnapping you"
I groaned in defeat, looking him dead in his glinting eyes.
He smiled, pulling my small burgundy carry-on from my closet before packing it with clothes. It didn't even reach half capacity, seeing as I'd mostly live in his drawers.
He made my bed and ushered me due stairs.
I swear Eli treats me like a toddler at times.
"Mom?" I called, waking into the living room. Only to see her around the table, hands clasped under here chin. There she sat smiling sadly, her eyes drifting over to Eli's hand.
Instantly she assessed the situation.
"Anything to make you feel better Hun " she smiled pulling me into a big hug.
"I'm sorry Mama" I whispered, flashes from when I was eight appeared. I said the same thing after she would come in from a long day at the hospital with the same helpless expression. Indicating she'd lost a patient. She hugged me tighter.
"It's okay Bry. It's okay" she kissed my forhead and caressed my cheeks. Moving over to Eliott. Hugging him before whispering in his ear
"Thanks again for coming El. Keep her safe" she hummed standing at the door. Watching us as we entered the car. Kissing her goodbye and waving the moment Eliott pulled out of the driveway.
I scenery zoom pass as Eli drove, playing my the playlist he made me.
I grew comfortable and feltvthe corner of my lips tug.
Maybe I do need time away from home...