V x MC

"Freak."
"Retard."
"What a physco!"
"Slut!"
"Ugly!"
"Disgusting!"
"God she's so annoying!"
"I wouldn't trust her around my kids any day!"
"She's scary."
The words kept spinning around in her head, until she woke up with boiling tears streaming down her face.
She looked over at a man with blue hair, sleeping. Sighing, she took a red, and green fleece blanket off the floor, and ran into the bathroom, covering she shoulders with it, as she cried on the cold white tiled floor.
The words hurting her more as they kept getting louder, and louder inside her head. Like when a song comes on in the car, and someone won't turn it down though you keep asking them to turn it down because your ears about ready to bleed.

They were right though, the words were always right. She thought she could escape them, but they would always be there, in her mind, making her see what she was truly. A freak.

She didn't deserve to know any of the RFA members, they would leave her soon. They would, they would do it soon. Just look at her? She pulled at her fluffy, pink hair, breathing heavily.She couldn't look at herself in the mirror, no she'd probably die of fright, she would look back and see a disgusting demon in the mirror. She shouldn't be with anyone she loves! They don't love her anyway, they feel sorry for her! She was disgusting, trash, filth. No one really loves her. 

She's crying harder now, trying to keep quiet, but she was too late there's a knock on the door.
"MC?" A worried tone asks on the other side of the light blue wooden door. 

"I-I'm fine." She lies already believing that she is "Just go back to bed, I-I stubbed my toe." 
"I heard you mumbling about someone hating you."
Shit did she really just say all of that outloud.
"What else did you hear?" She asked shaking.

"Something about being disgusting, that no one really loves you." 
"I'm sorry." She says on the other side of the door. She's going into auto-pilot, what she learned as a child. Don't tell anyone what's wrong, they'll hate you, they don't care, they will send you away.

"Don't hate me please." She says, backing away from the door, her back to the tub.
"I-I promise not to think about it anymore, don't send me away please."
"Babe." The man behind the door says opening it, fear laces his voice.
"Are you hurt?" He says crouching down towards her, having a good idea of where she was from hearing the scuffling in the room.
"N-No." She breaths out.

"What happened?" He asks sitting in front of her, taking her hands.
"Just thoughts." She was shutting down.

Let me tell you about her doing this, when she does she doesn't speak, and when she does it's short, and she needs to be left alone, she will not tell you what's wrong she'd rather lie so that you don't get angry with her. 

"Can you tell me what they were?"
"Just words."
"What words?"
She shrugged.

They were disappearing from her mind, she would've told him, but they were fleeing as if to save her from what she feared would happen, him sending her away.
V sighed, he searched the air for a moment before he took her pale face in his hands, and looked at her in her eyes. Or what he hoped were her eyes.

"Tell me like your telling yourself, I'm the mirror right now."
"Freak," She said "Disgusting, slut, don't trust her, she's nothing, she's retarded, she's a physco, she's a dumbass, she's annoying, I hate her. Don't send me away please, I'm sorry."
Her breath was shuttering now, as tears streamed down her cheeks.
V let her continue:
"No one will love her, ever, she's nothing, she's horrible, she's a selfish monster." 
She kept crying, anxiety was choking her, it was going to kill her soon. She began hiccuping, snot rolling down her nose.
Her lover pulled her into a hug, and she gripped to him like he was a soft body pillow, her legs wrapping around his waist, as she took in shuttering breaths, her head on his sternum hearing his heartbeat.
"MC. Listen." He said in a soft, but serious tone.
"I don't know who said those things to you, but they are not true. Okay? They are not true. I love you. The RFA loves you, we will not leave you. Please believe me." 
Her breathing was becoming more of a pant.
"Baby, please breathe." He said pulling away from the girl, who was hyperventilating. 
She took in deep breaths, her crying ceased, and sleepily she fell back into her partners arms.
"Let's go back to bed okay?" 
She nodded, the two making their way back to their bed. The pink haired woman falling asleep first. Her blue haired partner stayed up though, petting her hair, and letting his mind wonder.
"How long has this been going on for?" Is what he wondered. "How many nights as she beat herself up about words from her past? All alone."

How many nights it was didn't matter anymore, she would never spend another night like that alone, he would be there. He would, he would make sure she was okay. 

For now though, he would ward off the bad dreams that he hoped no longer circled nearby. The past had done enough damage, it could leave now.