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Midnight Maiden
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Oh, dear mother, I love you
I'm sorry, I wasn't good enough
Dear father, forgive me
'Cause in your eyes, I just never added up
In my heart I know I failed you, but you left me here alone
Well.. To say that Teresa's little 'break' had been 'pleasant' or 'refreshing' would be the lie of the century. The lack of things to do/responsibilities left her mind unoccupied, which naturally led to thinking. Or, to be more accurate.. Remembering. It was like a constant, endless cycle - the remembering, that was. Those memories weighed heavily on her shoulders, and she felt like she could hardly bear it anymore.. Watching her parents go insane in front of her and die, over and over again. Recalling her brother, Ricky, calling her a demon alongside the rest of the village before leaving her behind to die.
If I could hold back the rain, would you numb the pain?
'Cause I remember everything.
If I could help you forget, would you take my regrets?
'Cause I remember everything.
There were a few things that the Reaper had done to distract herself, over the time.. Played with Little Guy, started a journal, written countless poems, and even resorted to putting together puzzles. But, none of the distractions kept her mind from wandering for very long.. And it'd resulted in her not having slept more than a few hours over the course of the past few nights - and the sleep she did get was shrouded by night terrors. Damn it all... Why couldn't Joshua have just had her work on something? Or, better yet, banter with her?
...Wait, what? Why would she want to be bickering with her boss? What was she thinking, anyways?
Oh, dear brother, just don't hate me
For never standing by you or being by your side
Dear sister, please don't blame me
I only did what I thought was truly right
It's a long and lonely road, when you know you walk alone
Annoying or not, one thing that Teresa couldn't deny was that the Composer somehow managed to distract her from her haunting past with ease. For a brief period, the female considered why this was.. What was so special about him that could make her forget, no matter how brief a time this was for. It was a peculiar thing, indeed, especially with how she constantly tried to tell both herself and Joshua that she hated him. Which, was a pretty moot point - especially after the reaction she'd had to Joshua nearly dying.
Thank the Lord that he hadn't actually died on her. Teresa Agnes was sick and tired about all of the people she loved- or even mildly cared for -dying. She didn't intend to lose another friend so soon.
If I could hold back the rain, would you numb the pain?
'Cause I remember everything.
If I could help you forget, would you take my regrets?
'Cause I remember everything.
As soon as the thought had came, it was gone. Teresa only sighed heavily as her thoughts returned to her past, and she disappointedly sat on the ground, running her hand through her thick, wavy hair. Most of the time, the memories were focused around her parents dying, or going through WICKED's trials - hell, even of her village trying to sacrifice her. But, now, it was something else entirely. A memory she desperately wished she'd lost a long time ago...
I feel like running away
I'm still so far from home
You say that I'll never change
But what the fuck do you know?
I'll burn it all to the ground before I let you in
Please forgive me, I can't forgive you now.
I remember everything.
The girl had still been sitting quietly on the ground, writing something on her palms using a black sharpie in small, neat print when she got pulled out of the memories she'd fallen into by the sound of Little Guy whining. She immediately snapped out of the vivid recollections by the small sound, and she quickly dropped the marker, tenderly and caringly moving over to her noise companion with worry. "Hey, what is it, boy..?" she asked, softly, forehead creasing slightly in worry. The whining evolved into barking and scratching at the door, and Teresa immediately knew something was wrong. A very serious expression settled on her features, and she immediately opened the door before the scream even erupted.
"...Let's go, buddy."
Just as she'd stepped out of the door, the earthquake had started... And then she'd heard the scream. It was girlish and ear-piercing and... Loud. Nearby. It hadn't so much as made Teresa flinch(though she was worried it might have hurt Little Guy's ears), and instead of wasting time complaining about it, the female hurried towards the source of the sound. Take care of the civilians, first.. Then I'll see what's behind this damn earthquake that has Little Guy so on end, she thought to herself. Typical Teresa - her own safety was the last thing on her mind.
It didn't take the ravenette long to reach the room that the scream had come from, and even less time for her to knock loudly on the door. She normally would've just busted in.. But she didn't know whether the door was open or not. Regardless, she had her pins in hand and was more than ready to fight if it was necessary. "Hey! You alright in there?" she asked, though she had a pretty damn good feeling she knew what the answer was: and it wasn't the one she wanted. Even so, if she was right and there was something in there, Resa said bring it on!