Claustrophobia
Summary: Everybody is scared of something, spiders, snakes, darkness, clowns. But for Wing its small spaces, unfortunately for him a mission goes wrong and he is stuck in a cave with very little space. Can anyone help him, or will his fear win?
'Thoughts'
"Speaking"
Lalala = Past
Lalala = Present
Wing Fanchu curled into a ball, he had his hands covering his ears and his eyes squeezed shut, he was shaking and if you saw him you'd think he was cold. But he only wish he was, the reason that he was like that was because he was trapped in a cave of some sort, only problem was, it was small, very small and the problem with being tall is that you have less space in a small space. To make matters worse Wing was claustrophobic, ever since he was little he was scared of small spaces.
A small Wing ran, he wasn't sure what from, but his mother had told him to. So he did, he never went against his parents orders or requests. Never. So he ran, he could see barely anything since it was now quite dark. He heard his mother scream and he turned around, next thing he knew he was pinned against the ground with his mother screaming at the captive to let him go. Wing felt a sharp pain in his head and then his world went black. . .
Tears were now making their way down Wing's face. His shaking had gotten worse and he was breathing raggedly. If only someone would find him. If only he didn't turn around when his mother told him not to. 'But the world isn't built on 'what ifs' and 'if only' Wing thought to himself, the tears came down faster as his scars began to feel like they were on fire. He had so many scars, especially on his torso, and he remembered how he got every single one of them. Wing opened his eyes and nearly screamed, standing there, was the man who changed everything, standing there was the man who kidnapped Wing and nearly killed him. . .
To Be Continued. . .