Even with the surprise of Lark not bursting out at her, Calypsei could not look up. She kept her gaze down as if there was something very interesting near her paws as he continued to ask about it. She didn’t want to talk about it but she had brought it up in the first place, and it would have been rude to not answer such a question. She could not blame him for his curiosity. “I… my captors were kind, in their own way, but only if I was alone. I had this friend… her name was Caecia. When they found out…” She trailed off as the topic stung further at her heart, her mind trying to stop the bad memories that she had repressed for so long.
“They killed her, because I became her friend and I just got so angry, like this hole that still doesn’t feel as if it has healed. In this confusion, I ran… but Aquarius, a boy my age, whom was my captor’s son, he followed me. He had been the first and we fought…” It still wasn’t any easier to talk about as the girl’s jaw clenched.
“I killed him because he killed Caecia.” Everything about the girl was tense as her muscles bunched and her jaw clenched even further. Her toes dug into the ground as she fought ever emotion she had felt since that day rush back into her. The compartmentalization that she had worked so hard to establish had fallen apart in a split second. She would speak again, her emotions overflowing out into her tone so Lark could hear her pain, her anger, her sadness. He would see how truly broken she was.
“The only reason I’m not dead right now is because I can swim. They couldn’t catch me through the rapids.”
