"Tell me
With your sweet smile
Tell me
Tell me like you’re whispering in my ear
Don’t be like a prey
(Be) Smooth like a like a snake
I want to get away
(Ah woo woo)
Get away away away from me
Get away away from me
(Ah woo woo)
Whoever it may be, save me, me
Save me
It continues even when I run away
I am caught in a lie
Caught in a lie
Find me when I was pure
I can’t be free from this lie
Give me back my smile
Caught in a lie
Pull me from this hell
I can’t be free from this pain
Save me, I am being punished
You want me
I’ve lost my way
You want me
Just like me every day
I feel so far away
You always come my way
It repeats all over again
(Ah woo woo)
Get away away away from me
Get away away from me
(Ah woo woo)
Whoever it may be, save me, me
Save me
It continues even when I run away
I am caught in a lie
Caught in a lie
Find me when I was pure
I can’t be free from this lie
Give me back my smile
Caught in a lie
Pull me from this hell
I can’t be free from this pain
Save me, I am being punished
I am still the same person I was before
I am here, the same person I was from before, but
An overgrown lie is trying to swallow me whole
Caught in a lie
Find me when I was pure
I can’t be free from this lie
Give me back my smile
Caught in a lie
Pull me from this hell
I can’t be free from this pain
Save me, I am being punished" -Lie
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A S H
I remember that night. That night I saw the girl in the car.
I didn't know her. She wasn't from school nor was she a friend of mine. I know she didn't know me either.
But now I do, she's Gemma. Gemma Styles. Harry's sister. Whom he lost long ago, taken by someone who they didn't know. But I do.
He is my father. My father took her.
I know that Courtney told Harry. I know he lied. For a psychologist, he sure is terrible at lying.
"What are the results?" I heard Harry's voice. I am awake, I just don't have my eyes opened, I want to hear what they're gonna be talking about.
"Well, the results are not what you will expect." The doctor started, making my breath hitch for a moment.
"She got hit on the back pretty hard, and her hand too. Luckily her spinal cord wasn't affected, though her hand was. One nerve was cut... Causing her to not use her hand anymore." The next words were blocked out as the last sentence shocked me.
I didn't think that would happen. I thought it would never actually. I heal, fast. But why didn't it work this time?
My mind was filled up with questions and I sat up.
"What do you mean I can't use my hand?" I asked, with mixed emotions inside me.
"Ms. Ridden, you cannot use your hand for that particular nerve helps it move and helps you control it. Without it, basically you hand is paralyzed." He explained.
"No! That can't happen!" I protested making Harry approach me and hold me down.
He signalled the doctor to exit and sighed, running a hand through his hair meaning he is frustrated.
"Calm down, Ash." He soothed me.
"Calm down? I can't use my hand for fxck's sake Harry? How am I supposed to do anything?!" I shouted.
He was taken aback but still rubbed circles on my back, relaxing me a bit.
"I know. But you'll heal right?" He suggested but still, I know it won't work.
"Harry, I heal for a day. But it's been almost a week and nothing is happening." I said.
Trying my best not to break down. This is what I hate about hospitals.
Not onlt do they tell you horrible things and possibilities of dying but the feeling of being not functional and being basically useless.
"It won't work. Forget it. I'll just not work, but you can." I said, lying down and facing the other way, making him not have aview of my crying face.
I'm completely useless now.
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-1 Year later-
(a/n: thats quite far sorry :) )
I sat down on the bed, picking up the laptop with my functioning hand and scrolling down some news.
It's true. My one hand dosen't work anymore. It dosen't have a use. I can't even lift it properly.
I was about to scroll further when a knock interrupted me.
"What is it?" I grumpily said.
The door creaked open and one of my goons entered.
"A woman is here. She didn't say what her name is." He said, bowing down.
I hummed in response and replied,
"Okay. I'll be heading down."
He nodded and closed the door then went downstairs.
I pulled the laptop off my lap and stood up, fixing myself. I patted on my hair to fix it and headed down.
I sat on one of the leather couches and in front of me stood a woman wearing an all black formal outfit. She stood up and bowed.
"Name?" I asked patiently and raised an eyebrow.
She sat down and looked at me straight in the eyes, staring intensely.
"Agent Katherine, from The Dark Rouges Association. I'm here because they want to associate with you, Ms. Ashley Ridden." She smiled evilly at me.
The Dark Rouges Association.
I've once seen a folder labelled with that on my father's desk.
Maybe, my parents were members of that association?
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dedicated to my boo: cityblurs-
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