And, there we are, taking on the next step. Part 3.
I wish you all a good new year
Part 3
~~ 3 weeks after the hospitalization ~~
She was shaking and her whole body ached, her throat tightened, and her stomach had contracted hard. Her breath was only gasping as she crouched in a corner, her arms tight around her body, swaying back and forth. Her body hurt, and she felt the longing for cocaine. Her senses were buzzing and a whimper escaped her lips. How should she do it? Alone?
Lucy banged her head against the wall, wanting to distract herself, concentrating on another thing. He was waiting for her. Waiting for her to get through it.
"He does not love you."
She was startled, her eyes widened, and her eyes darted across the room in panic, sliding across the bed, the closet, the desk. The moonlight came in through the window, dipping everything in a cold, pale light.
"W-w-who ... who is there?", she stuttered anxiously out and her heartbeat quickened, beating to the neck. She was alone here, right? Or did she start to hear voices? A hysterical giggle left her brittle, dry lips and she pushed herself a little further into the corner of the room. She was scared, wanted to be alone. Wanted that all this was over. A malicious giggle reached her ears and she pressed her hands to her ears, her eyes shut tight. Her fingernails dug into her scalp and her breathing was hectic.
"No one is here, no one is here, no one is here ...", she repeated these words like a mantra, when another chuckle sounded through the room. She swallowed and carefully raised her eyes. Blue eyes stared at her, and the vicious, cold smile on her lips had never seen on her like this before. Her white hair shone in the pale moonlight.
"He will always love me", Lisanna said, pouting and tilting her head, giggling and fixing Lucy with her ice-cold eyes. She pressed herself against the wall while she shook her head.
"But. He will only be able to love me, because ... what should he do with a dirty junkie like you? You are not worthy of him ", the words were like poison and tears were burning in her eyes ,"you are nothing. A nobody. Offended by one's own parents."
"Stop it ...", Lucy whimpered and sniffed. Lisanna chuckled and stroked her short white hair.
"Natsu touched me so lovingly. He was in my arms."
"Please stop …"
"And he moaned my name ... over and over. He loves me, Lucy. Why should he be interested in you then?"
"Please ... stop ...", Lucy whined. She did not want to keep listening to this voice, did not want to hear Lisanna deride her. Her heart screamed in agony and she trembled like aspen leaves. She did not know how Lisanna had come in, but she wanted her to leave, to leave her alone. Another giggle reached her ears.
"He's mine," cooed Lisanna's appearance and Lucy screamed, screaming and raging as she tried to silence that voice. Then the door was torn open and two helpers stormed into the room, grabbing her. Panic seeped through her veins as she tried to break free and was handcuffed to the bed. She felt the leather straps on her skin and shrieked and then ... she felt a sting and slowly everything began to turn, to flicker. Tears streamed down her cheeks and her field of vision grew smaller and smaller.
"Natsu ...", she whispered and then she embraced the deepest darkness.
And Part 3 ends. I know, it's shorter than the first two parts, but this is her second part of her withdrawal, also I cut it and yes, this is heavy and at first I hadn't a clue how to describe this phase and then, this part had jumped into my thoughs. Let me know your thought's.