ＤＥＴＯＮＡＴＩＯＮ ＩＮ ３．．．２．．．１ | ᶠᵃˡᵏᶰᵉʳ & ˢᵃᵇʳᶤᶰᵃ
Sabrina stood there, her eyes wide with anger, the person standing in front of her looking horrified but… She couldn’t see that person anymore. They were just a blur, they were a black figure standing there staring. Judging. Nothing hurt worse than feeling like this, knowing that she was dangerous and unwanted by all, remembering her past and it hurt. Sabrina didn’t know how to act, she didn’t know how to respond to people… All she merely did was mimic them. Act the way they wanted because she could see into their heads; sometimes it wasn’t pretty, sometimes she didn’t want to see.
Seeing was near impossible. Things were shaking and spinning, becoming static and black. All she could see were the memories behind her retinas and it burned like fire.
“ｓｔｏｐ！ ｓｔｏｐ！”
It was warped, whose voice was that? She didn’t know, she didn’t care. Nothing was worse than this because she had no one to blame but herself! It wasn’t Morty’s fault. It wasn’t her parents fault! It was no one’s but her own! She was the one whose mind is broken! It’s her. Her.
Things were rattling, things were shaking and shattering but to Sabrina? It was like music to her ears because something needed to change! She couldn’t follow Morty around like this!! She couldn’t mimic his movements, or his thoughts… She couldn’t be a lamb or a princess because she wasn’t worth anything but a rock to the face! “G…G…” She was trying to scream for whoever to leave. To go and leave her alone! To let her smash up this host club and lay it to rest because no one in this club cared! It was all fake smiles, and pretty tea sets!
Her mind was screaming, crying. Her arms were tense, her head was hurting; it was going to explode! Nothing was right, wrong or even neutral it was just a chaotic in between of everything that was happening! But why was it happening? Sabrina didn’t know and that made it worse! Why didn’t Morty care— No he cared. He cared so much! He cared so much and that hurt because she’s a terrible friend and she’s not worthy of his attention! “G…o…Go…Please go please-” Suddenly the windows started to shatter and break and that’s when her heart began to move in slow motion, her vision which was already blurred and filled with static began to tunnel, a loud ringing in her ears to accompany the screaming of her small self in her head that was stuck, whispering just as soft as everyone’s thoughts, dancing about like a lost thought in her head.
“W͆͌ͫͦ҉̵̝̤̹͈͙̖̥͕H̡͔̤̻̖̔̊͂Y̺̦̱̭͖͈ͧ̈͌ͫ̽̐̎ͅ ̧̼̗͇̦̖̦͇̤̦̀ͨ̊̏̆͐̓I͚͍̤͛̔́̆̂͟͠S̞̗͚̮̟̈́͆̇ͦ̈́ ̸̦̦͈̹͚̮̩ͧ̿͊̏̆ͩ͌͞T͎͙̠̳̔ͬ̈́ͩ̍̄́ͅḦ͙̼̯͙͈́̏̐ͨͥ̚Į̻̮͎̲̝͆ͦͯ̊͂̐͘S̷̗̪̤͚̬̑̌̓̌̐͡ ͤ҉̘͖͈̗̭̜H̨͕̥̘̗̽̄̚͟Ą̢͖͈̩͚̜͔̈ͧ͑ͨͯͫP͓͎͕̂ͥ̈́̅͋̌ͪ̑P̶͉͎̬͔̑̍́E̸̦̜̜̼̙̻̬̺̞ͨ̅ͧ́͢N̍ͪ̇ͨͧͭ̾ͮ͏̶͇̱͈̠͙̥̫̻I͚̤̭̯̹͓̜̹ͣ̓̃̕͟N͙̟̟͉̲̄͗͌G̨̙̞͍̋͛̑̀̇̽͋͜?̴͓͍͕̥͗̒̑̃̊̀͟!͉̟͎͚̱̹̹͋ͤͥ̿̄͐̒͋͟?̦̦̠̘̦̟̿ͥͬ̏́̚͞:
Sabrina was screaming now, her hands clenched into fists as her eyes shut, hair billowing behind her from the sheer static of her psychic powers. Whatever caused this… It could only be summed up in: She’s having a tantrum and it’s not pretty.
Well that’s a shitty excuse! She managed to think, making her more, and more upset as she just finally couldn’t see anymore. Now though, all she could see was…
But no one wants to be in my mind. No one wants to hear what I have to say, so I have to scream it! I have to make sure people hear and if they don’t hear then I’m going to make them hear! To Sabrina, it wasn’t fair that she was able to read their minds. She didn’t want to own the sight, she didn’t want to pick up things with her minds or bend spoons for hours in a little padded room. How was any of this fair?
Falkner had been walking to his next class when he spotted the girl standing with her back to the door, shaking and clutching her arms. He automatically knew something was wrong. Her figure looked odd, every limb somehow crooked at an odd angle yet at a second glance would be completely fine. The blue haired Junior slowly walked over to the girl and slowly extended his hand out to grab onto her shoulder. He was only a hair length away when Sabrina spun around scaring Falkner a little.
She looked horrified. Her face distorted into one of pain and fear mixed with hatred. Her eyes were shaking and unfocused as if she couldn’t see him. Sabrina’s mouth twitched endlessly from a thin line to a half odd looking smile. Falkner was scared of her expression and body language. He had never seen anything like it.
“H-Hey… A-are you okay?” he knew it was a stupid question. Of course she wasn’t okay. But in the moment of it all Falkner had no clue what else to ask. She looked like she would collapse any second, her eyes darting around and shaking at an almost impossible speed. Falkner reached out a hand and put it on Sabrina’s shoulder hoping some touch would bring her back to normal. Oh what a stupid mistake.
The instant contact was made things began to rattle. Things began to shake, shatter, rumble, tumble, and whatever other words came to mind in the young boys head. Noise is what he heard as the windows began to crack, as the desks began to shift around, chairs rattling on the floor. He looked back at the distraught girl to see her lips twitch.
“G…G…”
Is all that came out of her mouth. Falkner was confused, he was scared. What was she trying to tell him? He leaned in a bit closer, “Gh? What…What does Gh mean?” he asked her. He wanted to help her. He wanted to calm her down. As soon as the words escaped his lips, Sabrina’s body scrunched up. Her nails dug into her arms as her knuckles turned white from gripping so hard. She bit down on her bottom lip so hard teeth marks were getting imprinted. Her printed teeth marked lips moved once more to try and speak.
“G…o…Go…Please go please-”
“Why must I-” Falkner began to ask but was interrupted as he heard the windows crack even more. And finally shatter. Glass flew everywhere, desks and chairs were thrown around the room, books flew off shelves.
“W͆͌ͫͦ҉̵̝̤̹͈͙̖̥͕H̡͔̤̻̖̔̊͂Y̺̦̱̭͖͈ͧ̈͌ͫ̽̐̎ͅ ̧̼̗͇̦̖̦͇̤̦̀ͨ̊̏̆͐̓I͚͍̤͛̔́̆̂͟͠S̞̗͚̮̟̈́͆̇ͦ̈́ ̸̦̦͈̹͚̮̩ͧ̿͊̏̆ͩ͌͞T͎͙̠̳̔ͬ̈́ͩ̍̄́ͅḦ͙̼̯͙͈́̏̐ͨͥ̚Į̻̮͎̲̝͆ͦͯ̊͂̐͘S̷̗̪̤͚̬̑̌̓̌̐͡ ͤ҉̘͖͈̗̭̜H̨͕̥̘̗̽̄̚͟Ą̢͖͈̩͚̜͔̈ͧ͑ͨͯͫP͓͎͕̂ͥ̈́̅͋̌ͪ̑P̶͉͎̬͔̑̍́E̸̦̜̜̼̙̻̬̺̞ͨ̅ͧ́͢N̍ͪ̇ͨͧͭ̾ͮ͏̶͇̱͈̠͙̥̫̻I͚̤̭̯̹͓̜̹ͣ̓̃̕͟N͙̟̟͉̲̄͗͌G̨̙̞͍̋͛̑̀̇̽͋͜?̴͓͍͕̥͗̒̑̃̊̀͟!͉̟͎͚̱̹̹͋ͤͥ̿̄͐̒͋͟?̦̦̠̘̦̟̿ͥͬ̏́̚͞:
The young girl’s scream, intensified with her psychic powers, made Falkner fly back a little. Her hair flounced as her psychic powers opened up hell. He quickly regained his composure and got back over to the girl. He grabbed her shoulders with force and shook her a little trying to get her to focus.
“PLEASE… PLEASE SNAP OUT OF IT!!!” he shouted over the psychic storm brewing about them. He was horrified right now. He was panicking. This was one of those situations where he acted on a whim. Falkner didn’t know how to calm down a storm like this. If he even could.
