I do not own American Horror Story: Coven.
I do not own zombie boys. *relief*
In the Drowning Pool
Chapter 2: Nothing Wrong with Me
One - Nothing wrong with me
Two - Nothing wrong with me
Three - Nothing wrong with me
Four - Nothing wrong with me
'Bodies'
-Drowning Pool
Still now.
Soft bed. Soft light. Soft sounds.
Music.
More music.
Always music.
Woman singing.
Always singing.
Soothing.
Hypnotizing.
Quiet, still body.
No moving.
No pain.
Sleepy, drifty, quiet.
Woman talking.
Words.
Words like broken pictures. Floating in air.
". . . find her voice . . ."
Voice? Lost? Where?
". . . your best self . . . find your tribe . . ."
Pretty girl. Best self.
Warmer now.
Sleepy. Drifting.
No pain.
Calm.
Knocking. Voice.
Her.
Pretty girl.
Back.
See pretty girl.
Happy.
Warm.
Seeing pretty girl.
Woman. Sitting on top.
Pulling clothes.
Touching skin.
Get. Off.
Mom.
Talking, talking.
Always talking.
Not listen.
Pretty girl.
Closer.
Smiling.
Touching skin.
Nice touch.
Good touch.
"Kyle."
Me.
"It's Zoe."
You.
". . . remember me?"
Pretty Zoe. Nice Zoe.
Slow, thick, wrong hand. Move.
Know you.
Touch smooth, soft, straight hair.
Like you.
Missed you.
". . . take him home."
Home? No home. Zoe home.
Woman angry, mad. Loud.
Shhh. Quiet. Loud hurt.
Pretty girl. Pretty, quiet, sweet girl.
Quiet, nice words.
Touching chest. Closing shirt.
Nice girl.
Up, go with Zoe.
Good. Smells.
Zoe smells good.
Go with you.
Moving hurt. Moving hard.
Thick, tough skin.
Wrong skin, wrong muscles.
Go with Zoe.
Crazy woman.
Wild. Pulling.
Pain.
Woman close.
More words.
". . . connected . . . abandoned . . . I was there . . ."
Want.
Zoe.
Want Zoe.
Want to go with Zoe!
". . . wants to go home . . ."
Home. No go home. Go with Zoe.
Bright sun, bright day.
Green ground, blue sky.
Pretty.
No, bad. Bad place.
Sick, scared.
Not go.
Bad.
Scared.
Stay with Zoe.
Zoe, strong Zoe.
Walking, bad body not walking.
Wrong parts.
Closer.
Closer.
House closer.
Bad house.
Bad, sick.
No go.
Stay with Zoe.
Want to stay with Zoe.
Bad, wrong body.
Stupid body.
Zoe gone.
Loud sounds.
Scared woman.
Bad woman.
Screaming, loud woman.
Rough touch.
Bad touch.
No touch.
Zoe.
Don't leave me.
Please.
Don't.
Leave.
Me.
She did.
The second I saw that mother I thought 'no, just no'. I didn't know how bad it would be, but I knew it would be something.
Thanks to Jurana Keri, brigid1318, littlexkiller, and my mystery guest for the positive reviews. You're very sweet to take a chance on this little oddball.