Personal Conversation
x-The Devil's Advocate-x: It's completely fine. I have the same thing, maybe I should update in the mornings. :`( Cliffy. Shadow sort of understands, but I like dragging stories out, so this is going to take a while.
Jane's POV
It's worse than I imagined, I'm beginning to have flashbacks and hallucinations. I just hope it doesn't affect me during the convention. I might as well just lie here until the sun comes up; I turn my head at hearing my professor. He asked me "Jane, are you alright?"
I gave off a fake smile, replying "Yes, professor, I'm alright, it was just a dream that woke me up."
Of course I was lying, it was a nightmare, the grotesque thing was, I could still feel myself being pinned down and ravished unpleasantly. For the love of Texas, how could I let my own diary fall into Shadow's hands? I groaned and plopped my head back on the pillow, seeing I couldn't sleep any longer I decided to get dressed. Luckily, there weren't many people on the street as we left. A gust of wind expelling out of the seemingly ancient building as I passed by a few scientists talking about the quantum theory almost knocked the professor over, it's a good thing I can hide my southern accent now. I turned my head to the left at hearing someone call me; I shrugged not seeing anyone thinking it was just my imagination. I smiled and answered a small, scrawny scientist by saying "Certainly, the atoms would explode if split."
The convention dragged on to be dull, if anything I'd rather jump off a twenty foot building, like the good days. More importantly, I really hope Shadow didn't find out what my uncle did to me when I was thirteen. Finally, the convention came to an end. The professor and I silently walked back to the crème colored hotel, hopefully it rains and the rest of the convention is cancelled, just so I can confront a certain, nosy hedgehog. I stared at the full moon as it illuminated the room, sleep finally won as I carried myself to bed.
Before I closed my eyes, I asked my superior "Gerald, what you do to help a rape victim?"
He looked at me for a moment, letting the silence find its way into the room; at last he answered "I'd simply find a way to erase that memory from their mind."
I smiled slightly, grateful for his effort to secretly cheer me up. I sighed contently once fatigue took hold of me.
A/N: Yeah, not my best chapter, but things will get better next chapter. I'm thinking of writing a Bleach fiction, I'd love to hear your word on it. Review please : )