The morning after running away.
She woke up cold and shivering on the concrete floor, fear etched into her face, she didn’t know where she was, and she didn’t understand what had happened to her.
‘Simon?’ Slowly she pushed herself up and glanced around the old building, broken bottles, rubbish and abandoned furniture adorned the floor. She’d placed herself in hell, away from the only people who cared about her and somehow she knew she couldn’t go back there. She couldn’t see the disappointment in their eyes.
Pulling herself up she huddled into the corner, it had been a night of restless sleep because the voices wouldn’t go away, they wouldn’t stop. Her hands were shaking and she held them close to her chest to try and stop it from happening, but they wouldn’t stop.
It took her a long time but she finally emerged from the building squinting from the brightness of the sun, she had her arms wrapped around her and she was still shivering from the cold. She took a couple of steps out into the street before she had to shield her eyes from the bright light. All she knew was that she couldn’t be too far from the places she had spent most of her time, and those places were not too far from Silas’. The place she had been living with Simon.
All she could was remember running, the clothes she had been carrying falling from her arms, the voices in her head, the fear, the fact she was falling apart at the seams. She couldn’t take it any more and she couldn’t go back to the only person who could help her. She wanted to be normal, she wanted to be for him.
‘Simon?’ Slowly she pushed herself up and glanced around the old building, broken bottles, rubbish and abandoned furniture adorned the floor. She’d placed herself in hell, away from the only people who cared about her and somehow she knew she couldn’t go back there. She couldn’t see the disappointment in their eyes.
Pulling herself up she huddled into the corner, it had been a night of restless sleep because the voices wouldn’t go away, they wouldn’t stop. Her hands were shaking and she held them close to her chest to try and stop it from happening, but they wouldn’t stop.
It took her a long time but she finally emerged from the building squinting from the brightness of the sun, she had her arms wrapped around her and she was still shivering from the cold. She took a couple of steps out into the street before she had to shield her eyes from the bright light. All she knew was that she couldn’t be too far from the places she had spent most of her time, and those places were not too far from Silas’. The place she had been living with Simon.
All she could was remember running, the clothes she had been carrying falling from her arms, the voices in her head, the fear, the fact she was falling apart at the seams. She couldn’t take it any more and she couldn’t go back to the only person who could help her. She wanted to be normal, she wanted to be for him.