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Love & Hate

"I'm sorry," Selene murmurs, for the umpteenth time that morning.

"You had a nightmare, that's alright," Martha replies.

"I woke everyone up," she protests.

"It was a bad dream. It's not your fault," Martha sighs.

Selene lowers her head as fast as she can and stares at the mattress. If only Martha knew the truth, and that it really was all her fault. She had done it completely on her lonesome and destroyed the life she had. Taking her parents along with it. So yes it was her fault. Even though she didn't mean it. If only they knew the lies she was telling, the innocence she was feigning. She couldn't tell them that! Still, if ever he were to ask her about her past there would be no getting around it. She knows it was all her fault even though the police couldn't find any evidence. The judges at the court even told her that she was guilty. Everyone did, and she knew also because she really was to blame for it all.

"Selene, are you alright?" Martha frowns.

"I'm fine," she smiles sadly. "I'm just a little tired, that's all. I'm sorry for waking you."

"It's not your fault. How many times do I have to tell you that? Good night Selene,"

Selene was tempted to answer as Martha was leaving, but kept her lips sealed. She glances around her room and quickly flicks off the light. No matter how bad things were, or how scared she became, the lights would remain off at night. Nature was in a bad enough situation and she doesn't plan on making it any worse because of her cowardice. Immediately, a glisten catches her eyes. She turns to look at it more closely. The mirror. Suddenly, it lights up as if a light was projected onto it. She flinches back, but keeps her eyes fixed on it. The lights then suddenly swerve to the side. Car lights. Then they focus on something else just a moment before they collide. Selene gasps and falls back. Her wide eyes stare at the ceiling in absolute shock and horror. She's scared. Terrified. What was that supposed to mean?

She draws the grey cardigan closer around her and stares at her surroundings. She wasn't too sure how she got there. She remembers seeing the mirror and then messing around in the room, and then being where she is. The woods somewhere close by, but not so close that they could find her easily. Her heart pounds in her chest erratically. She can see her breath and the stars up above. It's a cold night. Too cold for someone in a thin, white summer dress and thin grey cardigan and no shoes. She isn't that cold, physically that is. The scene from the mirror is just too much for her to take in. She needs to find somewhere to just breathe and not worry about too much. Too quickly the trees fall away to reveal buildings. Some tall and others small. She pauses and sighs before starting forward again.

Selene tries to keep a perfect poker face, but can't help the discomfort that mars her features. She hates being where there are buildings after buildings in a multitude of rows. There are so many that she can't quite distinguish them individually. She wanders along the streets with a strange look that's mixed between deep contemplation and silent wondering. Nothing really stands out for her here. Just one building after another, but with nature, it's different. Nature isn't trying to be this or that, it's not trying to be beautiful. It just is. No two things are meant to be identical, and they never really are. That's what fascinates her and pulls her in. Suddenly, a screech catches her attention and she half turns to it. The lights flash straight across her eye line and she knows what's going to happen. The ending just isn't quite what she had expected.

A loud crunching, screeching sound reverberates around the deserted street. Selene stares at the car in front of her. The vision in the mirror is so clear to her now. That girl was her. She isn't hurt though. She doesn't have a single scratch at all. Instead, it's the driver in need of urgent medical attention. The car is, literally, squished at the front. As if it had been in one of those machines that scrap cars. However, it wasn't. She stumbles back and trips, falling to the ground. Quiet whimpers escape her lips as she stares at her hands. It had to have been her because the part of the car that was heading right for her is the most damaged. It looks like it hit a dome-like shape. She doubles over and the tears spill suddenly. She can't help him, no one can. There isn't the time to get someone else and bring them to a living person and she's too lost in her grief to be of any help.

"No," she whispers. "Not again… Mum, dad…"

Suddenly, everything flashes red. The entire street and all the buildings. The red is splashed everywhere. She gasps, her breathing ragged and erratic. Then, she scrambles to her feet and runs. The scene before is constantly flashing between the red haze with the 'imaginary' noxious smell and reality. She keeps tripping up and stumbling as she runs away. What's coming is bad and painful. There's no escape. Absolutely none. She should just give up, because in the end, no one can run from their mind…

The next day, the entire 5ds gang is sitting in the dining room when Carly bursts through the door. She's out of breath and hunched over. She looks up at them with worried eyes and moves over to the table. Akiza watches her closely, she can sense that something is horribly, horribly wrong. Carly straightens up after she's caught her breath and looks at Yusei.

"Where is Selene?" Carly's tone is interlaced with fear and worry.

"She's still asleep. Why?" Yusei frowns.

"I don't she is," Carly frowns. "Sector security cameras caught Selene last night. They've sent out a search party for her. Yusei, they think she killed someone."

A chill settles over the entire room. Yusei suddenly bolts from the table and heads for the guest room. Only to find the bed completely empty. It doesn't look like she slept in it for long. Everything in the room was in immaculate condition, except for the bed. Then he notices a gleam and, upon further investigation, he finds it to be a shattered mirror. There's a slight trace of red around where the glass broke. He rocks back on his heels and stares at it. Just enough was broken off for it to be used as a weapon. He walks back to the dining room.

"Carly, why did they think she killed someone?" he frowns.

"I don't know. The footage is evidence, they won't let anyone see it," she replies. He starts walking away. "Wait! I think it has something to do with what happened this morning. There was a car accident, and the footage from that camera was the first to be blocked completely. It looks like she was heading to the city centre."

"Thanks Carly," he calls over his shoulder.