【自留】Fallen From Grace by V(11)
"Hey!" I hear, loudly, from the other side. Oh God. I keep walking, speeding up and tucking my head down. The wind starts howling. I can barely hear what they're talking about, nor the sounds of their footsteps before I'm hit in the back of the legs and sent to the floor, my nose and chin losing skin to the tarmac. The sting is unforgiving, the wind roaring and blowing into my ears like cannonfire. I can't make out what they're saying. It's just a repeat of the same sounds, high pitched screaming, low growling, burning my soul.
"Chara." They scream at me. It's drawn out, almost mirroring the wind. Cha-ra, cha-ra. I don't have the energy to fight back. My skinless nose and chin lie scraping along the floor as I'm beaten over, and over again. I can almost hear my father's voice there too, among them, chanting along. Cha-ra, Cha-ra. Get up, Chara. What the hell are you doing, Chara. Work, Chara, work harder, Chara, you're not good enough, Chara, you're worthless, Chara.
My vision fades away to a blackness. Even there I can still hear the sounds of them chanting my name. It gets louder. Cha-ra, Cha-ra, Cha-ra, over and over again. I'm standing in a black void. There's nothing beneath my feet. Just… darkness. I start walking. The sound is around me, it has no source, it seems. It just keeps getting louder no matter where I go. CHA-RA, CHA-RA, CHA-RA, it bellows at me, like hammers on my eardrums, pounding me into the nothing, CHA-RA, CHA-RA, CHA-RA, I kneel down and pull my hands behind my head, holding them there, wanting for it to stop. It feels like a hand, behind me, breaking the back of my skull, healing it, and doing the same again, over, and over. CHAAA-RAAA, CHAAA-RAAA, the noise never stops, now all I hear is just the screaming sounds, AAAAAA-AAAAA, in my ears.
"Chara." They scream at me. It's drawn out, almost mirroring the wind. Cha-ra, cha-ra. I don't have the energy to fight back. My skinless nose and chin lie scraping along the floor as I'm beaten over, and over again. I can almost hear my father's voice there too, among them, chanting along. Cha-ra, Cha-ra. Get up, Chara. What the hell are you doing, Chara. Work, Chara, work harder, Chara, you're not good enough, Chara, you're worthless, Chara.
My vision fades away to a blackness. Even there I can still hear the sounds of them chanting my name. It gets louder. Cha-ra, Cha-ra, Cha-ra, over and over again. I'm standing in a black void. There's nothing beneath my feet. Just… darkness. I start walking. The sound is around me, it has no source, it seems. It just keeps getting louder no matter where I go. CHA-RA, CHA-RA, CHA-RA, it bellows at me, like hammers on my eardrums, pounding me into the nothing, CHA-RA, CHA-RA, CHA-RA, I kneel down and pull my hands behind my head, holding them there, wanting for it to stop. It feels like a hand, behind me, breaking the back of my skull, healing it, and doing the same again, over, and over. CHAAA-RAAA, CHAAA-RAAA, the noise never stops, now all I hear is just the screaming sounds, AAAAAA-AAAAA, in my ears.