#skotter

its null so i can post this right :P

Sushi (c) Gromsol <3

Everything hurt. There was nothing but the chest twisting feeling hooking its claws into her, there were no other feelings. Slowly it was picking away at her piece by piece, taking away any defences she had left. Rita was like a glass sculpture, so precious and now so easily shattered. She felt raw and exposed, she wasn’t thinking anymore. She couldn’t think anymore because everything hurt too much. There were so many feelings, so much darkness closing around her as if it was trying to suffocate her. Why did everything hurt so much? Why? Why did everyone leave her? What was it about her that made people want to run away? She had tried so hard to make people like her, she tried so hard to be a good person but nothing worked, in the end she was just shattered glass and all she could do was infect others with her hurt. Everything was hopeless and nothing mattered. All these thoughts were going through her head, some quickly and some slowly. Some only stayed for a moment before disappearing, some dug into her mind created vivid pictures of painful memories forcing her to relive them and then they were gone. Drinking hadn’t made them go away. She had been far too vulnerable to drink but she had done it anyway. She had been running for too long, she should have dealt with things instead of suppressing them because now in her vulnerable state, everything was spilling out in the wrong order, confusing and hurting her. Rita was shattering, like glass falling into a small powder. She looked nice, very nice actually all things considered. She wore a lacy red dress and high heeled shoes, her air wrapped up with a small flower resting in it. The time was unknown to her just like the day and most importantly, where the hell she was going. Rita wanted to get back to her bed, there was something there she needed to read, to see again but she had trusted her legs and drunken coordination to simply carry her there which was completely ridiculous. She pushed on the dorm door and walked in shakily. “Andy!” she whispered walking blindly and then she tripped and crashed onto the floor. That really should have hurt. “Oh fuck,” she mumbled trying to pull herself up, “Andromeda?” Where the hell was her bed? And since when was their dorm room so wide? Actually, Rita was nowhere near the Ravenclaw Tower (like she’d be able to climb the stairs right?) she was in the Hospital Wing, on the floor, small bruises very probably forming on her ankle.