The Villainess With No Happy Endings

Chapter Twenty-Eight - Love Is Confusing And Painful

As I headed to my tent so I could sleep I heard whimpering coming from Merrill's tent. At first, I thought it was just noises from the forest but it got louder. I went over to his tent to check if he was alright but I started to hear him speak, it sounded like he was sleep talking.

"...Mom... I am sorry... I will... be a good boy..." Merrill sounded like he was in pain but after a while, he stopped talking. I waited a few minutes before heading to my tent to sleep.

'Hm, a complicated relationship with his mother. I see he isn't just a weirdo who likes getting hurt...' That was the last thought I had before I went to sleep. I didn't have a good dream at all. I was being choked by another version of myself who was looking at me coldly. The only thing they said was I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I HATE YOU!

Even though she was saying that she was crying as well. I didn't feel like fighting against her at all and just closed my eyes. I didn't want to look at her crying... I didn't want to find out the reason why she was crying.

I woke up with my throat hurting but I didn't pay that much attention to it. I got out of my tent and I saw that Merrill was already up. He looked at me with a smile on his face but it quickly disappears and I realize he was looking at my neck.

"Your neck looked bruised, how did that happen?" Merrill rubs at his own neck as he tells me this and I reach a hand up to touch my neck. I tried not to flinch once I realized that my neck hurt to touch.

"..Must have slept weird or something like that." I tried not to think about the fact I was choked in my dream and yet when I woke up my neck was bruised... This didn't make sense at all. Was it not a dream...?

"Oh... Well, I am going to head off to wash myself off and see if I find anything else in the forest today" Merrill didn't believe what I told him but he just headed over in the direction he went yesterday.

I went to my bag and took out the container filled with the berries I mushed yesterday. I rub some on my neck before putting the container back in my bag. I also touch out some new clothes and grab a bucket from my bag so I could use it to pour water on myself.

I went to the place where I saw the stream from yesterday and made sure to find a private place so I could clean myself off. I couldn't help but shiver as I cleaned myself in the cold weather. After I was done and put on my new clothes I went to look at my neck in the stream.

I saw a pretty bad bruise covering my neck and I could make out some handprints. When I put my hand over them it matches them perfectly. I didn't like the fact it seemed like I probably choked myself in my sleep.

"How do you know it was you? You ever thought that maybe... I could just take control of this body of yours and hurt you? I hate you so much ▇▇▇▇▇. One day I will kill you." My reflection in the stream changed from its indifferent expression to an angry one. Also, there was a gaping hole in my chest as well. My reflection reaches out to grab me but I end up tripping and falling on my butt.

'Damn it... Why does something keep happening? I have to deal with the fact the voices can take over my body now?' I tried to calm down my heart as I tried to ignore what happened to me.

I sat on the ground for a bit longer before getting up and heading back to my area where the tents were. Merrill was there first like yesterday and he was starting the fire like yesterday. I went to get the food like yesterday and we ate together.

It was like this for a few days. We would check out the area near our tent and bring back anything we found that would be useful to us. I would still deal with the nightmare and the occasional bruise that would appear on my body due to the angry voice that would take over my body when I was sleeping and hurt me in different ways.