Chapter: Remember
I remember that night. I remember how scared we were. How everyone turned their backs on us. I remember her. I remember how she took us in and gave us a home. I remember all the things all the things she done for us without complaining. I remember him. I remember how he swept her off her feet. How they fell in love with each other. I remember the fear. I remember how scared I was when that hooded man killed my friends when he tried to kill me. I remember my sister. I remember how she couldn't feel her leg anymore. I remember how crazed her face look as she lifted that knife up. I remember her losing feeling in her arm and her thanking me for saving her. I remember that day when my life fell apart. I remember that caring woman kill someone in our yard. I remember her screaming at him, right before she took an axe to his face. I remember how he look. How much he screamed. I remember the blood. How it got everywhere, soaking into the ground. I remember my sister's face as she saw the aftermath of what happened. I remember her kind words, telling me everything would be alright. I remember that night when my fear won, and I ran away from the only home I'd ever known. I remember the streets. How cold everyone was toward me. How hateful their eyes were. I remember no kindness out there, only sadness, fear, and pain. I remember that man. How he hurted me so much. How I cry out for him to stop and how he wouldn't. I remember how filthy I felt because of him. How, no matter what, I couldn't get clean again. I remember running. I remember how much I ran to get away from him. How I couldn't escape. How much he hurt me every time I did run. I remember that day. I remember finally escaping. I remember running into that castle and hiding. I remember the hushed whispers outside the door. I remember him. How young he look. I remember how I felt, my heart losing control as I fell for him. I remember how far I fell from where I was and I remember how he brought me back. I remember and I wish sometimes that I couldn't remember a thing.
Demyx sighed heavily as the time ticked away. His birthday was the very next day and he wished it wasn't He never wanted it to be his birthday ever again. He looked at his wrists and remember how bad things have been for him. He knew he was unclean and he hated it. That man took his innocence away and he couldn't get it back. Demyx started to cry. He couldn't let Zexion ever know. He couldn't tell him about how that man had violated him in every way. How the guardian that cared for him cam unhinged so quickly. How his sister nearly lost her mind. How much pain he had gnawing away at him. He couldn't let Zexion know. He couldn't let anyone ever know.
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