Author's Note: The oneshot #3 to your attention, dear readers. Dedicated to SH3 and Heather. Strange, but I haven't planned to make it so sad... furthermore, it's shorter... moreover, it includes some rough language. Hm.
Well, I love Heather, this brave and strong girl.
I'm planning to add oneshots for Henry and Alex soon, as I've mentioned, so just let me know what you're thinking about this fic. Your opinions just give me inspiration :)
Returning
Game: Silent Hill 3
Character: Heather Mason
So I can't trust myself anymore,
I'm dying again, I'm going under.
Drowning in you, I'm falling forever,
I've got to break through, I'm
So go on and scream
Scream at me, I'm so far away,
I won't be broken again.
I've got to breathe, I can't keep going under.
( Evanescence - "Going Under")
Oh God, it was a stupid idea - to fall asleep in the "Happy Burger". I often sleep there. Dad doesn't approve it a lot. He says I've already had the terrible bags under my eyes. Yeah, when I'm looking in the mirror, I assure my appearance is awful.
Shit, I don't like the mirrors. All my nightmares are related to the mirrors somehow...
No, it's not right time to remember all that crap which comes to me in my sleep.
I have to call Dad up. Well...he told me to buy something for him...Glasses, I guess? With his writer's profession his sight has become really bad. Certainly, I've forgotten about the glasses.
'Dad, it's me.'
Oh crap, is it my voice?! Bad case. It's good I've left off smoking; otherwise it would be even worse.
I feel someone's look right at me. Gr-r-r-e-e-eat.
A detective Douglas Cartland... What a nice meeting,really. But I have to go now, a detective Douglas Cartland. I'm very, very busy. Sorry.
Holy crap, what does he want from me?! I don't want to talk neither about me, nor about my childhood. Especially about my childhood. Get off, an old pervert.
Charming. It appears I have no place to hide from the detective except the toilet. Oh, how nice.
Something bright and unusual comes into my notice. Something on the mirror. Damn, again the goddamn mirrors.
Well...what the hell is that?
A red round sign with a lot of letters and symbols inside of it. It's difficult and...well, beautiful in some way... Could it be possible that I have seen it before?
Weird. I haven't. Obviously, I haven't.
Aw, my head...Hurts...
Daddy, you're a liar. You've lied to me so cruelly. You've promised you'll be here for me forever and then you've simply passed away.
You left me to fight with my past all alone.
And in spite of that, I still love you. I love you so much, Dad...why you...
That spots of your blood, which have absorbed in my jacket - they have absorbed right into my heart.
Now I leave. I'm going to Silent Hill to meet my past face to face. Claudia said,that everything began there, in Silent Hill.
I need to understand, what began in Silent Hill, Dad. I need to understand Vincent's words about me.
And yes, I will kill her. She has killed you, and I'll kill her. You see, Dad, it's just very simple.
And then I'll return. I promise. Promise.