A/N: All information on PTSD is from: http://www.psych.org/public_info/ptsd.cfm. Next Story: Will Tomorrow Ever Come 3: They Say You Can Never Come Home Again. Yup. I've read Devil's Aritmetic, it's great =-)
Misery Loves Company
Chapter Two: Life in the Shadows
It was happening again.
The mixtures of blues, blacks, and purples swarmed together making the streets seem more intense, more frightening. The broken street light across the street added to eerie feeling. And the steps, the deepness of it, behind her, then the barren. BANG!
Val awoke suddenly, swear trickling down her face. She was having the dream-flashback- again. Every night since it happened.
A month ago.
A month. She repeated again to herself. Why haven't you gotten over it?
It was true she hadn't, it almost consumed her entire life even. She didn't seem to car about anything or anyone. Not the squad, her friends, cheerleading, school, Tyler. All she could think about was the incident.
Val sighed and looked at her clock, 3:13am. She'd never go back to sleep now, she didn't want to have the flashbacks again.
"Val, honey I'm worried about you." her parents had said.
"I'm fine."
"You're not, L know what happened to you was frightening and I understood when you wanted to get all the locks changed and the alarm system, but now you are afraid of everything, Brooke accidentally spooked you and you screamed you head off."
"I'm fine, leave it alone." she had snapped at them, walking away.. Walking farther and father from the life she had known.
She had reenacted a scene like that with nearly everyone she cared about, not knowingly pushing them away. So far away, that now she felt like she had no one.
No one.
Val made her way around the house, the bathroom in particular , she knew what she wanted there, the bottle of pills, that would take all the pain away.
***
A/N don't worry this is not turning in to a suicide story.
Misery Loves Company
Chapter Two: Life in the Shadows
It was happening again.
The mixtures of blues, blacks, and purples swarmed together making the streets seem more intense, more frightening. The broken street light across the street added to eerie feeling. And the steps, the deepness of it, behind her, then the barren. BANG!
Val awoke suddenly, swear trickling down her face. She was having the dream-flashback- again. Every night since it happened.
A month ago.
A month. She repeated again to herself. Why haven't you gotten over it?
It was true she hadn't, it almost consumed her entire life even. She didn't seem to car about anything or anyone. Not the squad, her friends, cheerleading, school, Tyler. All she could think about was the incident.
Val sighed and looked at her clock, 3:13am. She'd never go back to sleep now, she didn't want to have the flashbacks again.
"Val, honey I'm worried about you." her parents had said.
"I'm fine."
"You're not, L know what happened to you was frightening and I understood when you wanted to get all the locks changed and the alarm system, but now you are afraid of everything, Brooke accidentally spooked you and you screamed you head off."
"I'm fine, leave it alone." she had snapped at them, walking away.. Walking farther and father from the life she had known.
She had reenacted a scene like that with nearly everyone she cared about, not knowingly pushing them away. So far away, that now she felt like she had no one.
No one.
Val made her way around the house, the bathroom in particular , she knew what she wanted there, the bottle of pills, that would take all the pain away.
***
A/N don't worry this is not turning in to a suicide story.
