Freefall

When your free falling and no one catches you.

A story about what the trauma of one's childhood can do to the mind, of how it can torment an individual to the point where they can commit horrible acts, slowly driving themselves to insanity.

Insanity, obsession. A story about the trauma a therapist goes through when faced with patients far beyond the title of 'insane'. The fear they would feel, and the horror that would haunt them for the remains of their lifespan, long after they had retired. Imagine the terror of finding and being reunited with your worst patient...without you even knowing.

[Mature Content] “Look at you, Nevea. You killed for me,” The menacing smile bloomed entirely on Zach’s face, completing the glint of dark in his eyes. “This is the best character development you could have.” “Don’t flatter yourself, Your Majesty. I am merely trying to save myself.” Their first meeting was colored with blood, and so were the second and the third. Nevea knew then that it was a sign Zach was a calamity in her life. Zach was a madman, the one she strangely longed for. Her feelings were constantly dancing around him. Hatred, passion, and lust for him built inside her, fanning the weak flame deep in her. Nevea wanted to burn with him so much that it hurt; however, her fear of losing something in her scared her. Accepting her feeling meant embracing the darkness she tried so hard to conceal. As she was trapped in the middle, Nevea discovered more things that led her into Zach’s arms, and she could not do anything but freefall into his chaotic life. This was Nevea and Zach’s story, a beautiful fairytale filled with misery, blood, dead people, and darkness.