500 Words

,,You’re disaster,” something once says. ,,Something wrong. Aren’t you?”
And she has no idea how to answer that, is only rendered speechless as she slowly steps around, trail leaving behind something alike to naught.
,,Why won’t you answer?”, it pushes and she steps back, eyes blank and mouth empty. She’s forgotten how to form words.
Then a laugh. An utterly despicable thing that makes her gut curl and chest tightens. She gasps.
,,But how could I expect that of you. You are, after all-“
,,So wrong.”


10. Day Nine

,,You’re wrong,” he finally says one day, and relief and terror fills her to her heart’s contents.
She turns and looks at him, without any answer upon her lips. Only empty eyes, bracing herself for the hurt and pain that’s always been inevitable around him.
,,And she is too. It’s all in your head. All of it. I would never say anything like this, or do this – dammit, why do you tell them that-“
,,Because it’s the truth,” she can’t get herself to say out loud, but the way her heart beats says enough.
,,It’s ruining it all! You’re ruining all my chances with you, do you realize that?! And for your brother too! You’re taking it from him!”
,,I’m protecting him,” she can’t say either.
,,You’re ruining it all.”
,,That’s the only thing I do according to you.”
,,You’re treating me like a monster.”
,,Because you are one.”
,,It’s like you’re taking a gun and shoot me every time you say these things.”
,,If only it were that easy.”
,,You’re wrong.”
,,I’m wrong.”


,,I’m wrong,” she reminds the paper the next day, only silence filling the heavy mist of nothings that surrounds her.


,,Why are you that weak?!”, she screams, lungs burning and heart breaking. ,,Why is everything easy so hard on you, everything wrong a fucking disaster and everything disaster a nothing to you!”, she gasps and flings her fists down the ground, bones rattling and muscles gasping.
,,It’s everything that makes you wrong!”, she yells, tears feeding on her bone-deep shattering, as her mouth makes out a gasp whilst her chest tightens.
,,Why do I keep breaking?! Why is mending so fucking damn hard, why does my mind feel so numb while my heart still takes in everything damn thing!”
What a war of hearts and minds you are, my dear she doesn’t hear the birds sing and the wind whisper, all the while she crumbles into something barely fit together, eyes soundless and mouth an empty scream.


,,You seem wrong,” they say one day, eyebrow lifted and she bolts.
,,Hey! No wait, stop, I didn’t-“
But she can’t.
They reach out and takes her in their hands, holding her back as she tries to pull herself free.
,,No, please, stop, I’m so sorry but I can’t, I just can’t, I know I’m wrong and I’m so sorry but I can’t keep it in me, so please let me go, please just-“
And they stare at her, scared and confused at the same time, because while they know she isn’t something whole, they had no idea she is something this broken.
So they let her go.


,,It happened,” she whispers, fear making her chest so tight she’s barely able to breath. ,,I should’ve known. Of course I should’ve known, this always happen, so why didn’t I predict it? Why did I surrender to something fragile so fast?”, and the paper has no answer for her as she rocks forward her body, lines sharp and painful and she winces just slightly.
,,Oh god why, why why why why whywhwyhwhywhywhy-“

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