Until Morning's Light

Ronan Jefferson // 19// Rape Trauma Syndrome & Folie a Deux I don't understand what I did to be sent here, but here I am safe and that's more than I've ever known. They can't get me here, nothing can hurt me here.

[thomas-why]

7 days of Samuel Emerson | 3/7

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amber-bromley:

“I…..I don’t know.”

“It’s a simple question, it’s yes or no. You could look out the window now and say yes or no.  Either you do or you don’t, it’s not an essay question.”

[kiaracarreras]

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The only thing that we do know is they helped rescue us from WICKED. They gave us new clothes, they gave us food, they gave us a proper bed. Some of us haven’t had that in a long time. Some of us a lot longer than others.

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autumnithink:

“I’m not very good at sleeping… ”

“I-I appreciate you check on me, but I was fine--I don’t, I don’t sleep very much so..nevermind. It doesn’t matter, not anymore. Do you want to sit with me?”

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kathrynxandrews:

“It’s… Okay.” She hesitantly stepped closer to the boy, making sure her feet were slow enough to not make her seem like a threat. “Do you wanna talk about anything?”

Ronan sat up more, nodding slowly as he watched the girl approach him. “Sure, if it’s okay, I don’t want to be alone.” He paused, trying to word it right before he spoke. “I thought--I thought you were someone else. Someone who’d hurt me, but you’re--you’re nice.”

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autumnithink:

“Yeah… I’m Autumn… do you need some water?”

“No, I’m okay...Why were you in there, I thought, I thought everyone had gone to bed for the night.”

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kathrynxandrews:

“Whoa, calm… calm down, I just… Are you okay?”

“I um, I don’t know...” He’s expression soften as he finally looked at the girl, the shock slipping away as he remembered her. It wasn’t one of them, it was a friend or so he hoped she would be. “You were that girl, the nice one--I remember you, I’m sorry, I’m very sorry.”

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autumnithink:

“So sorry! You were sleeping on the couch… I just wanted to make sure you were okay”

Ronan sat up, pulling his legs up to his chest as he watched the girl. “You’re...you’re the girl I knocked down.” He told her, keeping his eyes down. “I’m..I don’t know.”

[lostandfoundronan-blog]

“W-What? No, who--who are you? Get--Get out! Get away from me! HELP!”

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amber-bromley:

“Is it late? I don’t know how long I’ve been here…”

“The lights are hovering in the windows, were they there earlier? Do you see them?”

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jamiexross:

“O-Oh no I’m fine, really, I think I bumped into you in fact.. are you ok though? I didn’t hurt you did I?”

“I was running, I shouldn’t have been running, I’m going to get in trouble--so much...No, I’m okay, promise. Just, startled, are you sure? You’re okay?”

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lunabrynlee:

Luna was a little startled when she felt someone walk into her. “Oh, it’s fine!” She chuckled, “No, no I’m alright. It’s my fault for standing in the middle of the hallway. Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m alright, don’t--Don’t worry about it.  I um, I wasn’t paying attention. I was trying to get away from...” Ronan turned, expecting to see the Alien still behind him, following close except...it was gone. “It’s...Where’d it go?”

[vincentsfacade-deactivated20180]

“Nah don’t worry about it. I just lost my balance a bit, no biggie.”

[lostandfoundronan-blog]

“I’m glad you’re alright. Still rude of me, but um, I hope I can make that up to you.” Ronan scratched the back of his head nervously before looking up to the girl. “I’m Ronan, thought you might want to know who ran into you.”

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doctorofteddybears:

“Oh no I’m fine really, don’t worry about it, are you ok though?”

“Why wouldn’t I be okay?”

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autumnithink:

“Wait, what is a new years kiss?”

Originally posted by clairebekahs

“Another sign of good luck for the new year? I think it’s stupid, no kiss from anyone could be good luck. It’s simply a kiss, sharping spit.”

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taylorjjefferson:

TJ truthfully didn’t expect to see anyone else in these parts at this hour. It was New Year’s day, now, people were off in strange parts of the hospital celebrating the best he could. And he joined them, for a while. But the fireworks they got to see on TV had stuck out to him, reminded him of some he’d seen years ago although he couldn’t quite remember where. The urge to recapture it somehow; put them on the cheap card stock that the hospital allowed them was making him a little restless. So he’d gone to find some — only to find some kid all passed out over the table where he knew he left some supplies earlier that day. Sure, he could just leave him be and hunt some other paper down, but he knew better than anyone that sleeping out in the open like this was far from the best idea. He couldn’t see his face, only the profile of the back of his head, and he knew he couldn’t be all that comfortable folded up like that. Slowly, he approached him, reaching his hand out to tap gently on the table next to his head. A broken pattern that echoed throughout the rest of the room. “Hey, kid.” He spoke out firmly, not wanting to startle him but at the same time knowing that he couldn’t be too soft spoken. Then he’d never wake up. “This is your wake up call. Look alive, sunshine.”

Ronan needed to get away, he needed to find peace in the chaos that was the asylum that night.  The cheering and the screaming of the television sent him to the quieter parts of the building. His head ached and after he saw the mothership’s light lingering outside the window and the flashing lights, he just wanted to get away from them for a bit. Find the peace he could only have in his dreams, but even then, he wasn’t safe. He’d set off to read his favorite book, one he’d have for years, and the spin and pages were so worn and well loved. But when the lights and and screeches  from outside the window from the ship.  He slipped into the rec room, sitting down at one of the farthest tables. But the words merged together and eventually, his head had fallen against the table and he drifted off to a dreamless sleep. The words shattered his peace, the book falling to the table as he lifted his head slightly, trying to come back to the world of the living. The person’s voice sounding far too familiar to be real. He groaned, bringing his hand up to rub his face. “I’m not your sunshine,” He warned the person, as he let his vision come back to him before he looked up to him. His heart nearly stopping when the person came into view. “You can’t be here,” He started, his tone more worrisome than the smile that broke on his lips. “No, no this isn’t happening. You can’t be here, I’m still dreaming.” He laughed in disbelief, running his hand through his hair.  

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A New Chapter // Ronan

I don’t have much to say, frankly I don’t know if I ever changed from the other years. I feel I’m older, mature? I don’t know, but I suppose I have things I want to look forward to. 

See Taylor again

Read the books I brought with me

Make the aliens leave

Stop getting ill easy

Tell my therapist about the truth about the mirror. 

Get out and find a new home with Taylor and go back to school

Find a guitar to play

Not destroy all my journals again. 

Forgive Ashlyn 

 Find a cat 

I hope tonight will be better than the others. 

-Ronan