The Wish of Repetition (Narration continued by Avyanna Adair)

My anger maybe or is the cause of my death. No matter how much I try I can't control it. If only someone had been nice to me, I might have not failed in this life which was supposed to be gift but my fate had said otherwise.

Why did I do this, you may ask, and the answer for your query is that; I do not know.

In front of my eyes I saw Aiden standing up from the white tiled floor, everything was blurred as if my eyes were drunk and mind dead sober.

Panic was there standing blankly in my eyes, and I believe also quite visible to Aiden. Eyes roaming all over the room, back and forth, searching for an object sharp enough to slaughter the tension for the sake of myself which is situated between him and I.

My mind was blank and was dominated by itself.

What to do?

The only words running through my mind as if there was a marathon held and there was neither any end nor a reward. Screams echoing into the unknown alleys of my mind. Screams of help and screams of mercy.

Everything was in slow motion as if this was a movie.

There I stood and saw the fuming rage visible in his eyes which towards me as in the meantime, a dark and evil aura surrounded him.

I was confused.

When I saw his blurry self, coming towards me ever so slowly as if I was a prey caught in the spider's den. I was afraid yet the speed of my movements was slow and frail. I couldn't move as if the floor captured me in its claws--deadly and poisonous claws, and as if I could feel the poison spreading from my legs to the upper body of mine, and that poison was stopping me from making any movements, even including the slightest ones.

I slowly started to feel myself freeze as if I were turning into a frail piece of glass. I could feel warm liquids dripping on my cheeks which I realized were tears. I could see Aiden's eyes softening as he looked at the tears dripping from my eyes but sadly his mind was fueled with anger. Everything got blurry as my legs were giving up on holding my weight and then everything got clear and I could feel my legs regaining their strength. But then I realized when I saw what Aiden was doing, everything started worsen and that had also included my vision getting even more blurred out.

Though, I thought that I was about to pass out and that gave me happiness but it felt like fate had listened and I did not at all pass out. The things I could hear petrified me and Those things that petrified me was the sound of metal clinging to one another. The metal clinked also with something that was not metal but a kind of fabric, a thick and hard fabric then I realized what it was; A belt.

I realized that and my mind started to fill with abusive thoughts, thoughts that made me shiver and made me realize of a time where I got adopted into a foster family as my mother left me at the age of thirteen and I was still not legally allowed to live alone.

"Avyanna! Come here!", Yelled an angry woman. "Yes, mother?", Replied Avyanna trying to find the source of her anger but instead she just got gifted with a harsh slap across the face by the angry woman. "Did I not tell you to eat not even bits of food today?! How dare you eat leftovers from my child's plate?!", Asked the woman to which Avyanna didn't say even a mere word because she knew she would get punished by her foster father if she did but she thought that since there were a few bits of chicken left and she was starving for the last few days and thought that eating the left over crumbs might not hurt but she had guessed wrong. Off she was to be pushed into the abusive father's room and then she heard the same sound like she did now, In the present. The Belt was getting unlocked and every abusive thought started to fill in the thirteen-year old's mind and she was right.

Slashed with the belt for an hour straight because the father would not stop until he saw a large amount of blood leak out of the milky white skin that she had and it did and when it did, the bright crimson red blood looked so thick and delicious which satisfied the father so much that he kept of going and going, and didn't stop till the blood was enough to be smudged all of over her body. Her clothes now ragged, clothes that her real mother had knitted for her for the winters which were harsh. The cold wind hit her wounds which made her cry out in pain, Scream and cough out blood.

Kicked out of the father's room only to be pushed into the mother which made the mother annoyed and angry till she saw the poor little girl who was covered in dried up blood.

Horror crystal clear in the mother's eyes as she was petrified to see the sight in front of her while the poor little girl just cried. Tears now red because of the blood on her face mixing into the liquid that dripped down her face.

The mother realized her doings and felt the poison of guilt spreading in her mind but instead of apologizing she had slapped Avyanna as hard as she could.

For the next few years till the girl turned 18, The mother tried her best to keep her away from the father but she had always failed. Anger had always taken over her and off that she went to the father's room and after coming out all bloody, with frustration and guilt that she had felt for the girl was making her fingers itch in order to beat her up since she had wanted to get the feelings away.

Back to the present Avyanna came and realized that fate was once again going to repeat itself and she had felt anger for that.

But little did the naïve girl know that maybe the fate repeating itself was better than what was coming her way but it was too late now to apologize to her fate now as the things Aiden did, scarred Avyanna for the rest of her life as bloody screams and cries of help were heard behind the door all night long.