aslaysin asked : you can’t keep doing this to yourself.
VIBRATIONS PULSATE HEAVILY FROM LITHE FRAME ; bottle of medications gripped between shaking digits & extended palm. she went back – back to medicating herself to keep the sound at bay , to keep her consciousness alert , & her powers as suppressed as possible. it failed. negative emotions only grew , clawing at her skin , screaming for release. but this is how it worked – this is how her father was able to keep her from destroying the whole fucking planet.
grip releases , bottle dropping to the floor with a dull sound ; it’s painful , throbs pushing at bare feet. cheeks stained with residual tears – she’s crawling in her own goddamn skin. pale hue have begun to color irises , control dissipating with every passing second.
❛ fuck – i’m sorry five – i – i know – ❜ words grow to a mumble , fingers gripping at her hair. she has to stop.