Pandoras box, Opened & Ghost. (Mi's side)

three potentoly triggering chapters, take care


Pandora’s Box

Everything inside me tensed as I looked past Esmee to crystal who was looking around the box with mild annoyance at how to brake the seal that I had put on there years over a year ago and that I never intended to open again because I was sure one look would into it like Pandora’s box would release unimaginable Evil into my world If not into any one else’s.

The temptation was to zip past Esmee grab the box off of Crystal and runaway somewhere with it because I feared she would pay no attention to the label on the top of the box that warned it should never ever be opened.

“Mi, your shaking.” Esmee chirped confused from in front of me as I continued to stair around her watching Crystals every moment untily as I watched Crystal take a Stanley knife from her pocket and touch the deadly cold steal tip to the parcel tape keeping the lid on I shrieked out in freer once again making every one in the room turn to look at directly at me again including Crystal.

“Don’t open that!” I begged her deeply my whole body trembling from head to toe as I tried to appeal to Crystals human side and for a split second it looked like it had worked as she took her hand away and regarded me in a me in a mixture of surprise and annoyance. “It hasn’t been opened for over a year.” I explained desperately pulling my hands out of Esmee’s as she tried to take hold of them in comfort.

“Don’t be silly Mia!” Crystal snapped turning back to her original evil grin before flicking the knife out and plunging the blade right through the side of the box and right though the side of my very soul.

Opened

“No!” I screamed again as I felt the knife drive thought me as easily as it drove though the box and before I new what I was doing I slipped past Esmee and dodged under Ava so I could make a lunge for crystal and the box. They could do what they wanted to the rest of the room, burn it all on a fire for all I cared but that box to remain closed.

I had no idea how he managed to move so fast but before I could even get close enough to take a swipe for the box Emmet had jumped across the room and intercepted me pulling me backwards making me shrike again as he dragged me away from my target, did he have no idea what would happened if she was aloud to open that box?

“Mi what are you doing?” Emmet asked desperately as is struggled against him with all my might and actually made him tumble slightly. “Umm a little help!” he groaned to the others as they stared on before he did something he had only ever done to me once before and swiped my legs out from under me and brought me down to the floor wit a thud which made me scream even more as my head landed inched from Crystal as she broke open the top of my box an tipped the contance of it roughly over the floor allowing a picture of my tiny deformed 18 week old miscarried foetus of Oscar fall inches from my face.

ghost

“Emmet please!” I howled as my eyes took in everything about the tiny half baby I had spent over two years trying to get out on my nightmares. I wanted to close my eyes but something in me refused to close them and the deformed body of what looked more like a chicken then my precious son burned into the back of my head.

“Oh god,” Emmet moaned as it dawned on him what the rather strange picture was and he rolled off of me instantly dragging my sobbing and shaking body with him out the room with the help of Ava and Esmee.

“Where are we going with her?” Ava asked Emmet adjusting her grip on me so I didn’t fall to the floor which is where my body would have headed with out the three members of staff keeping it upright. “ECA?” She questioned again as Emmet didn’t answer but swore repeatedly under his breath.

“It will have to be,” he groaned unimpressed with the idea even thought at the time I welcomed the security of the padded cell, Ava can you go and save the things from that box from Crystals prying eyes and put them in another one for me?” Emmet asked Ava not bothering to conseal his utter contempt for Crystal from his voice.

“sure I can, are Esmee and your self going to be OK?” She asked “It looks like she has seen a ghost

“She has.” Emmet confirmed sadly before turning away from her and dragging my trembling body up the corridor towards the ECA.