Broken souls

seven

ISHAS POV:

"bitch get back here" the faint voice echoes in the back of my head, a shadow running behind me above the stairs,I see me, When im about 8 or..7? My little figure trips over the stairs as my dad catches up

"you little slut you really thought you could get away, huh?" He looks at my figure with a physcotic smile, i could see my figure shaking, Tears continue flowing out of my eyes "please i promise baba, please i pro-" Before the figure finished the sentence, my dad kicked it in the stomach,

My eyes open, My whole body shaking, shivering, My lungs slowly closing my mind spinning, I open my eyes to only see blur and nothing else, I try getting up but trip and fall back

shit.shit.shit.shit

i usually get nightmares, its never this bad, well not always atleast.

I try reaching for the door handle as the door opens and i fall on my back, As i see a tall black haired figure standing towering me.

ace.

no it cant be 

He cant see me like this.

Like when im all weak

fuck

"Leave p-please" I say my voice shivering, I could feel sweat drops on my forehead, "Calm down isha, Try taking deep breaths." He says in a low calming voice

I try inhaling before my breath breaks with a huge break, A cry comes out of my mouth my breathing higher and higher, its shit not being able to control it.

"fuc-fuck ace leave dont do-" Before i can finish my sentence ace puts a arm around my neck placing me on the bed, He rubs a hand on my back.

Butterflys erupt in my stomach.

not the time isha

never

but it all feels so comforting, nobodys ever helped me with my panic attacks, Its always me, and myself trying to escape it all as quickly as possible.

"Its okay im j-just over reacting" I try forcing a smile on my face as my brain goes fuzzy, He keeps rubbing his hand on my back

Why does his touch do illegal like things to me..

"No just isha shut up and focus on your breathing." He says in his normal harsh tone with a hint of calmness in it.

I try breathing in and out, It helps a little but my mind is still racing, "A-ace its not my breathing." I say in a low voice 

He looks at me with a confused expression, 

"Isha what do you mean." He says, "It-its nothing its silly, sometimes i get nightmares i know its childis-" He inturuppts me "Its not childish,  Try thinking of something else" He says.

Why is he doing this

i dont deserve it

fuck this all needs to stop.

now.

please

"o-okay you can go its fine" I say forcing a smile, "Im not going anywhere isha shut up for fucks sake" He says in a harsh tone

fuck okay bro

i try thinking about the time me and rora were cliff jumping off a random cliff we found and the water ended up being fucking freezing cold, and we thought piranhas were chasing us but it was just plastic and we ended up getting so fucking drunk