it hurts - open; waking up

[rhosmari]

A sudden twist of his body, a jerk of fear as something was placed over him made his body hiss with agony. He hadn't heard the other approaching and now he felt horrified. She had seen him during a moment of weakness, something he had learned early in life to never allow to happen. His claws pulled from the flesh of his maw as he trembled, squeezing his eyes shut tightly to stop what tears had managed to squeeze past his control. Taking a deep breath the finned hybrid would shake himself slowly before he pushed himself to sit up. Just gather himself, he didn't need to keep looking weak and he shook his head a little bit before lowering his eyes to the fire that she held. Warm seeping into the coldness of his bones before he just sighed. What was the point in keeping it a secret anyway, not like they could do anything to help him with what was happening. The damage had already been done and she wasn't coming back, no one had the power to do that and soon he would follow. Cursed to be a part of the briny depths forever if he stepped paw back into the water. ''Thanks...'' He began awkwardly as he rolled his shoulders, stiffness hurting.

''I... we were traveling. My mother and I. It was just a small trip and we had done it before, normally by boat. Mom was always nervous though and I never asked her why. I should have asked her way.'' She didn't want to stop the trip, she knew how much it meant to him. But she had changed so quickly when new markings appeared on his pelt. ''We hit as storm, got thrown overboard. Then these things attacked us, horrible twisted things. I...I wanted to fight them but my mother she forced me to go, told me to run. I should have fucking stayed with her. I still hear her screams in my ears....'' Shallow was his breathing as he remembered the scene that had left him twisted and battered. Claws grasping at his body and trying to drag him back into the cold waters of darkness. A shiver ran down his spine and he closed his eyes shaking his head a bit.

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How, how much to light up my star again and rewire all my thoughts? Oh baby, won't you remind me what I am? And break, break my little cold heart. I'm living someone else's life. Suppressing who I was inside. I don't know if I can be alone again. I don't know if I can sleep alone again.

— Sorbet Monroe Roux

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