On Angel Wings

I'm Dawn. Ten years old, but I know a lot more than you think. My Angels tell me everything. Schizophrenia and Night Terrors.

[knox-renly-deactivated20150817]

[dawnwithwingsofsilver]

[tyrell-garner]

“I’m sorry. I can’t take you seriously. You’re just adorable.”

[dawnwithwingsofsilver]

“I get that a lot, but I can also be really scary.”

[the-michael-moran-blog]

Michael had come down to the infirmary to check on Dawn. He wanted to make sure she was doing okay after what had happened. He stood in the doorway for a brief moment as he watched her talk to something that wasn’t there before approaching her. “Hello,” he said with a soft smile. “How are you feeling today?”

[dawnwithwingsofsilver]

Looking up when she heard someone’s voice, knowing it wasn’t one from inside her head. “Hi.” Dawn greeted, happy to see the doctor. “I’m okay. They won’t let me out of bed though..” She pouted, glaring at one of the nurses passing by.

[elliottxdoherty-deactivated2016]

Elliott went back to his magazine, flipping through it innocently. ‘’You will, mhm.’’ 

[dawnwithwingsofsilver]

“That’s what I said.” Dawn grumbled in annoyance, not liking it that he didn’t pay attention to her. “Why? The Cat is miauwing.. that means you’re up to something..”

[leo-ryder]

Leo waited patiently for his hand to be casted. His eyes caught on the girl across from him, was she talking to herself or was she seeing something? His eyebrows furrowed. “You alright kid?”

[dawnwithwingsofsilver]

Looking up she saw the male, nodding with a smile. “Yeah. I am now. Though they told me to stay in bed all day.. And I don’t like that..” She pouted. “What happened to your arm?”

[belleloverson-archive2-deactiva]

Anastasiya’s smile enlarged a bit, but not too widely. “Friday?” The doctor repeated, yet soon caught up with the meaning of the word - it wasn’t a denomination, it was a name. “Your angel’s name is Friday? That’s very fun, actually.” A light chuckle left her lips. It wasn’t out of mockery, she was laughing with Dawn, not at her. “Well, when you see him you tell him that I am not the usual grown up - or doctor, for that matter.”

[dawnwithwingsofsilver]

She nodded. “One of them is. How’s it funny?” The girl questioned, although she smiled at the chuckle. Feeling slightly clever, even though she hadn’t come up with the name. Now chuckling herself, at the doctors words. “I don’t need to tell him.. he can hear everything. He wants to know what makes you so special. And he can tell when you lie..”

[dawnwithwingsofsilver]

“And that’s what happened.. Don’t feel guilty though, it wasn’t your fault.. I wasn’t listening hard enough.” Dawn said aloud, caressing the creature laying on top of her stomach. She was told to stay in bed, by one of the nurses. Which was really hard for the ten year old who would rather be doing anything else than just lay in bed. Luckily The Cat hadn’t left her side since the incident and she was now purring delightfully. It didn’t hurt, even though there was a big wound on the stomach, because The Cat wasn’t really there. Although Dawn could see her as clear as any living cat.

[edward-cooke-blog]

“You can’t make me go into isolation, I’m a scientist!” That’s when Edward’s reality started to come back to him. His mind cleared and he began to remember who he actually was. A wave of guilt washed over him as he now looked over at the bloodied girl. It was his fault and it made him sick to his stomach. “O-oh dear… oh gosh…” he muttered to himself, leaning back against the wall now before sinking down to sit on the floor. “I-I… I am so sorry…”

[the-michael-moran-blog]

Michael glanced back at Edward again as he noticed his attitude seemed to change. He sighed and shook his head, realising he didn’t have enough time to deal with him right now. “This might hurt a little, I’m sorry,” he said softly as he turned his attention back to Dawn before carefully scooping her up into his arms. “You’re going to be okay, I promise,” he whispered to her before heading out of the room and starting to make his way down to the infirmary. 

[dawnwithwingsofsilver]

Feeling the grounds shift underneath her, she drifted in and out of consciousness. Her whole body in agony. She got bits and glimpses of what was happening. Vaguely hearing voices, words she couldn’t grasp. The ‘Angels’ always by her side, always in her head, seemed awfully quiet and the silence made her ears ring. There was just the occasional ‘Nya!’ and purr from The Cat. Walking along with the doctor as he carried her to the infirmary.

[dawnwithwingsofsilver]

Someone was speaking, far away. As she drifted upon the calming ocean the waves suddenly grew bigger. Shaking her gently. It was clear now, there was a voice. Somewhere in the void of unconsciousness, she could hear it. Though, it was still far away and she couldn’t make out what it was saying. Slowly the girl returned to the land of the living. Her eyelids still too heavy to open. Pain consumed her mind and she moaned. As everything that happened returned in a flash. All the pain inflicted upon her frail body. She whimpered, but remained impassive.

[edward-cooke-blog]

Edward jumped a little when he heard someone enter the room. He let out a small yelp as he was pulled away from Dawn, standing there staring at the man that had interrupted them for a moment before speaking. “I wasn’t finished!”

[the-michael-moran-blog]

“Shut up and don’t say another word. You’re going straight to isolation as soon as I can get someone to take you there,” he growled, glancing back at Edward briefly before turning his attention back to the young girl. He let out a small, relieved sigh as he got a small response. “Listen, I’m going to take you down to the infirmary, okay? You’re going to be fine, everything’s going to be fine.”

[dawnwithwingsofsilver]

Upon hearing the familiar voice, the girl forced herself to open her eyes. Panic written on every feature of her face. “Please..” She started, before taking in the scene. A kind face staring down at her, telling her she was going to be okay. Dawn relaxed slightly, still not able to shake the feeling of doom hanging over her. Wincing in pain, she closed her eyes once more. This time, knowing it was all over.

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[the-michael-moran-blog]

Michael had been told by one of the other patients that they’d heard screaming coming from one of the rooms. Since he couldn’t seem to find a security guard anyway, he decided to go and find out what was going on himself. He opened the door to the room where the noises had been heard, freezing in the doorway for a moment as he saw the scene in front of him. He managed to force himself to move, dragging the man away from the young girl. He managed to yank the scalpel out of his hand before he could do anything about it before shoving it into his pocket, he could deal with that later. 

He now turned to the girl, his eyes scanning over the various injuries on her body. He knew she desperately needed medical attention, but he needed to try and wake her up first. He put his hand on her uninjured shoulder and gently shook her. “If you can hear me, I really need you to wake up.”

[dawnwithwingsofsilver]

Someone was speaking, far away. As she drifted upon the calming ocean the waves suddenly grew bigger. Shaking her gently. It was clear now, there was a voice. Somewhere in the void of unconsciousness, she could hear it. Though, it was still far away and she couldn’t make out what it was saying. Slowly the girl returned to the land of the living. Her eyelids still too heavy to open. Pain consumed her mind and she moaned. As everything that happened returned in a flash. All the pain inflicted upon her frail body. She whimpered, but remained impassive.

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[dawnwithwingsofsilver]

“The voices.. M-my Angels..” Slowly she reached for her neck when he pulled the knife away. Blood covering her fingers. The sticky crimson liquid still dripping from various exit points on her body. Looking down at her hand, unease made her stomach turn. The blade approached her cheek and somehow that worried her more than any other place on her body. Her hands wrapped around his, weakly trying to pull his hand away from her face. “T-there’s s-something.. else they... w-want you to do.. f-first..” The girl voiced what her ‘Angels’ said to her. One hand reached out of his free one. Gently wrapping her, now red, fingers around it. Lifting it up to rest on her stomach, where the cut was still fresh. Even though she knew what Friday wanted, she still obeyed. Every movement hurt and Dawn felt weaker every second. Black spots swimming before her eyes, clouding her vision. Before she drifted into a state of unconsciousness she whispered out the words Friday had been non-stop yelling at her. “Feel me..”

[elliottxdoherty-deactivated2016]

‘’Says the girl afraid of Scary Movie 3. We’ll see.’’ 

[dawnwithwingsofsilver]

“We will.” Crossing her arms before her chest defensively.

[elliottxdoherty-deactivated2016]

‘’Dawn. And you are shit at rhymes, by the way.’’ He pauses, leaning forward where he sits, voice dropping quiet and low. ‘’Does the big bad wolf scare you, Dawn?’’ 

[dawnwithwingsofsilver]

The girl shrugged carelessly. Eyeing him like he was the biggest idiot in the world. “No.”

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[dawnwithwingsofsilver]

Nodding her head, she swallowed thickly. “T-they.. told me.. to..” Dawn managed to get out. Wanting to move as little as possible, but to keep him talking. Hoping he would be curious and let her live. Though as she felt the knife press against her neck and break the skin, she flinched. Her arm and shoulder throbbing with pain, her leg still stinging. A sob escaped her, whimpering as she was about to accept her death.

[belleloverson-archive2-deactiva]

Her angels. That was a bright perspective over her hallucinations. Anastasiya used to see them as demons, as maleficent spirits haunting her. Dawn was positive enough to picture them as being filled with light. What a child’s innocence couldn’t do. The doctor’s grin enlarged at the sight of that tiny hand prepared for a handshake, so she offered her one. “It’s a pleasure to meet you as well, Dawn. You don’t like doctors either, huh? Most people here don’t like us. But hey, could you consider giving me chance before drawing any conclusions?”

[dawnwithwingsofsilver]

After the handshake and official introduction, Dawn tapped her chin as if she was sincerely contemplating what to answer. “Alright.”  The girl finally replied, after a moment of silence. “I can’t promise anything from Friday though, he really hates doctors.. and grown ups.”

[nicolaidunham-eichenhouse-blog]

“Alright then. You can always try and keep an eye out for whether anybooks are in he wrong places while you’re in here and let me know. That would be a massive help.”

[dawnwithwingsofsilver]

“Yes, sir!” The girl saluted and turned on her heels. 

“I’ll go do it right now!” She yelled, before sprinting away.

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[dawnwithwingsofsilver]

Dawn kept quiet. Only sending up her silent prayers. Not moving a muscle, if she just kept still enough, maybe he would lose interest. Confess. Friday told her. Tell him what you did. Confess. He continued. Although the girl didn’t see how it would help in this situation, she looked at Edward. Her eyes still filled with tears. Her voice as soft as a whisper, cracking with every word that left her lips. “I killed my parents..” She told him. A hint of remorse shown in her eyes, but she was still convinced it was for the better, because her ‘Angels’ had said so. “I’ll be with them..”