I woke up to see blood again with serevyn in front of me. I don't think the guy has a gender though. These are my genuine thoughts, alright? I am used to looking at blood now. Every time I wake up, it's there, the dark shaded red coloured liquid but never thought I would see this Serevyn guy here. Now there is someone with me to suffer the same trauma of looking at blood everywhere in their sight. So I guess I feel a little better now that there is someone I can talk to other than Rose.
"Now that I have taken a closer look at you, you don't seem pretty bad for a 14 year old mortal" says the zyloth.
"And now that I have taken a closer look at you too, you look pretty bad for an immortal". I say to his response. I just hate this guy so much.
He scoffs at the response he got from me.
"You just have to deal with it now even if you don't like me, dear mortal, cause now you are my host, my vessel and I am the one who will control your body outside this so-called mind centre". He says that and well, because of his arrogant reply, my temper explodes.
"No way ,you are not gonna be me. That's just a last effort, a worthless being like you can make to survive". Maybe I was too deep in trauma but I am being a bitch to this guy. Well, I mean he did try to kill my step brother and he is being a bitch to me too.
Just then, like always, Rose appeared out of nowhere and we were back to the old white foggy place rather than the place covered in blood.She says,
"How about you guys to stop being like this", she points at both of our face, and well, both of our face basically said 'fuck you, die, bitch' to each other.
We were literally having a silent conversation with our eyes. My eyes were digging daggers in his eyes.
"No, and why is he even here?" I asked her, controlling myself from shoving a knife in his throat.
"Dear mortal, it's because I live in your heart, now". He says with an expressionless face, not at all trying to flirt, even as a pick up line, this one was the worst. Hearing this,I didn't know if I should laugh or cry. "Literally", he continues.
"It's true, what he said". Rose says with her monotone voice. Mainly because she was trying to control her laugh too that her voice became so monotone.
And well, my expression turns blue and grey at the same time,
"Eww, what?! What the hell did you say?".
I touch my chest where my heart is supposed to be but then, as I touch there, a hole appears, I look down, horrified that there is nothing there. My voice clocks, even as I try to speak something, my voice doesn't come out. I look at Rose but she disappears again, with her ,Serevyn vanishes too.
The small but seemingly large hole appears in my chest where my heart is supposed to be, that's definitely not normal.
Am I hallucinating again?
I look up, expecting to see a ceiling or maybe white fog, but I see someone's face, my foster mother's face with no eyes, just two holes in place of them, dark round holes, with blood dripping from them slowly. Even though the figure didn't have any eyes, it still felt as if she was looking at me. Looking straight into my eyes, as if she was going to take me with her, as if even in death, she was trying to find me. And my brother, my long lost brother.
The figure is hanging from the ceiling. The ceiling which I didn't even know actually existed in the so-called mind centre.
It came down slowly. The figure is coming down slowly as I look at it hanging from there. It moves its hand, the hand being without the first layer of its skin. It was also red like the blood dripping down from its non existent looking eyes. Its hand crawled on my neck, her cold touch sending shivers down my spine as I look at her hand. I gasped as her hand completely covers my neck. My breath hitches as her hand tightens around my neck. My eyes feel as if they are going to pop out soon. My voice, even if I try to speak now, I can't seem to get my voice out of my throat, well i already couldn't. Slowly, my tears start to flow down her hand which was gripping my throat tight and then, down on the white floor which has been green because of grass and red because of blood before.
Dying will give me some peace of mind, I guess.
Then i suddenly fell down, the figure was still there with only a layer of a skin, covered in red, only red. I guess I am gonna have a phobia of looking at red if this continues.
My eyes started to slowly close. My eye lead became heavy and somehow I fell unconscious in my own mind if that makes any sense. My own little mind centre.