SHATTERED HEARTS

Seven - calling onto me,

Third person's POV

Anita looked at the form of the girl laying beneath the covers and let out a tired sigh. This wasn’t he first time she found her in the bed whilst she covered herself entirely. At first she let it she let it slide thinking that the toil of the final examinations had finally worn her out but as days went by she decided enough was enough and reprimanded the girl though that didn’t work as well. She looked at her once more and walked a bit closer towards the bed and looked at the girls form once more trying to conceptualize her. She could sense something was a miss with Katherine but she didn’t exactly know what. But this had gone too far she thought. But she didn’t have anything to hold her accountable for since Scarlett made sure to do all Katherine’s chores and hers as well but still Anita found it hard to turn a blind eye when she could clearly tell everything wasn’t alright. Katherine has been in her care since she was in diapers and as much as juggling from all the kids around didn’t give Anita an advantage to know every kid in a more innately way but she knew them her own way which is why she realized something wasn’t right.

Katherine had lost weight in the last few couple of weeks and the dark circles under her eyes which were sunken and so had her cheeks making her cheekbone more prominent. All this few details Anita noticed every time she looked at the girl. Anita looked at the girls form whilst under the covers and she just sighed before walking out and closing the door behind her before she headed towards the young kids who kept asking about Katherine. She didn’t know what to tell them.

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Katherine's POV

The sound of the door closing drew me from the darkness I had been sucked into just a while ago and I let my eyes open before pulling the cover off my face just a little to see what caused the sound. But there wasn’t anything or anyone else aside from me in the room so the sound was probably just in my head. I turn a little inside the covers before looking towards the tinny window inside the room. From the lighting sipping through the shear drapes I could tell it was almost dusk. The sun was kissing the sky goodbye. I let out another sigh. I lay down like that whilst still observing as the sky morphed from one filled with a glorious beautiful site with the orange and red hues being highlighted in the horizon as the light of the magnificent mother of all light fades into the unknown and a darkness with nothing upon it consuming the sky.

Not even a star in sight nor a moon just the darkness that keeps on calling on to me urging me to just let it consume me within it. Into the nothingness that has filled my soul. And I let out another sigh as I let my eyes close once more and welcome the darkness within the closed eye lids that feel far too heavy and my dry eyes welcome them happily for having been saved from the itchiness that my dry eyes feel.

I pull the cover above myself once more. Even moving my hand slightly feels like a lot of work since no part of the body cooperates with the other and a groan leaves my throat from the struggle of just that tinny movement. Once done I lay my hand back to its original position before I exhale heavily. I lay like that for a few minutes just basking and relishing in the darkness. At least in there I don't get to see the girl I've become.

Moments pass by with me just in the darkness that's has already started pulling me away from the world of this side. Just then the sound of the door opening flows into my ears and I don't have to guess who it is as I feel the familiar footsteps walk towards my bed but I don't make any effort or movement as an indication I'm still up not yet consumed by the darkness completely. A few minutes pass and I can tell she's hovering over me as her hands are by my side. She's observing what I don't know and I don't bother with her as I let my thoughts go back to that darkness that has come to be my companion. And in the next twenty minutes I'm consumed entirely by it.

Only this time the darkness isn't still I can see something in the shadows and I grow curious but the energy in me for me to pursue my curiousness isn't just there and I give up awaiting whatever it is that's lurking wondering if its dangerous or not.

The more I await the more vivid it becomes and I see them those eyes. The grey eyes I vowed I never wish to see anywhere in my life I see them looking at me intently before they dilate and the owner of them starts approaching and not before long he starts rushing and running towards me and I panic not this again.

I can't be that unlucky. I whimper as the memories of that day threaten to penetrate and I push my legs to obey only this time they don't and they stay stagnant and the more I push them to move the harder the it becomes to accomplish the movement and tears threaten to spill. Why is my body shutting down now of all the times. Just then his shadow falls over me and I know he's just footsteps away from me.

And the tears spill on their own as soon as he makes another step and I can feel his breath all over me. I can count his intakes and exhales as they're onto my face. And then his hand reaches out towards me and I let out another whimper before my eyes split open and I through the covers off me and sit up in panic as I try reaching out my eyes to the little light coming from the hallway and try to take in as much air in as possible.

After a while my body registers the fact that it was yet another nightmare that had me wake up more tired than I was when I closed my eyes. Tears threatened to spill from my eyes but I reigned them in and tried to let the air in that was being locked out of my body. The more I tried to breathe in the more my lungs burned and the tears were brought back to my eyes and a few stray tears flew from my eyes but I don't make effort of wiping them.

I didn't have the energy to do so and just let them run. I closed my eyes after a few minutes and just then those eyes came into my vision once more and I felt grossed out and bile rose up my body which had me struggling to have my feet and body move so that I could get to the bathroom. After a few minutes my legs managed to do as the mind willed them to and I got out of the bed before dragging my feet that felt weak and fragile all the way to the bathroom before which I heaved over the toilet but nothing came out only more dry heaving which had my chest burning as well as my eyes with a more intensity than initially.

The little strength within me just left and I slumped to the bathroom's floor with my head almost inches away from the toilet. More dry heaving followed and still nothing. Laying my head by the toilets sit I sat still awaiting for my stomach to stop misbehaving and hoping once that's sorted out those eyes will have transfered towards the back of my mind where they belong. They should even get lost within an endless abyss. Sadly enough none is within my reach.

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After a while being inside the bathroom I drag myself to my feet once the little energy is back and the heaving clears away. I head towards the room and walk in before heading towards my bed but even before I get to it I feel slightly light headed and a hear a few steps follow me inside the room but I don't get to see who it is since as soon as I make it to turn my head my vision blurs and before I know it I don't feel my body I only get to feel the impact it makes once in contact with the floor and just then black spots fill my vision as my name is being called out before the voices fade away as well as my vision.

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