Lost souls

To say that Hala enjoyed time alone and personal space was something that she would never deny. She was damaged however and not many could understand that honestly. She lurked and hid with in the territory of Brimstone Lake for what seemed like days on end, she needed to get out of Auster however, for it was becoming to damn warm for the woman. It was however cool at night, it did little to help with the humidity. Her mind often traveled to her family still, wondering if any were alive or if they have all died from sickness or whatever. Her eyes became unfocused as she turned out to look at the ocean. A deeper voice coming out. 'You'll never really escape them at all, I hope you know this Hala. Just like you'll never be able to shut us up. But you can just accept the fact the damaged you caused was more than enough. When will you tell them what you have done? When will you for once be honest with yourself and the others?' He was tormenting her once again, causing her to doubt herself.

Truth was, Hala thought about it day and night. All hours of the day she thought about it. But what would they think? What would they do? She snarled and growled at herself. "For just once Stephen shut the fuck up already. Will you? I don't need the constant nagging reminders you give me each and every day. I will tell my family when I think the time is right. I will fill them in why I did what I did. And why I believe that I've done the right thing by killing him." But in all honesty, Hala did what she thought was right. Although she didn't like the idea of doing such a thing, she had to.

Night would be setting soon, casting long shadows all around her, the woman laid there, and drifted off to sleep while nightmares tormented her, causing her to whimper out and shiver. Thinking that her deceased brother was watching her every move only to kill her or do much worse to her. Her sides rising and falling at times rapidly, as snarls and growls slipped forth.

Hala Indigo