Pov.Asteria
I twisted my wrist so I could see my powers from a different angle. I furrowed my eyes in curiosity. It wasn't its usual pure white color. It was mixed with black. What's going on with me? I've never heard or seen anything like this.
It looked so beautiful, my eyes shone in wonder. I felt new, If I'd just been reborn as if my body had never been used before. As If that disgusting being had never left his marks on me. But my excitement was instantly forgotten as my ears were flooded with sounds.
I winced at the loud intruding noise. It was like I could hear the sound inside the walls and beyond the walls. I could hear the voices of people whispering and chatting.
Strange, new scents filled my nose, disorienting me. I blinked in surprise trying to clean the new white spots that filled my sight. Every sight was new and more colorful, every smell more intense.
I looked at my hands trying to turn off the powers, but they wouldn't budge. When I paid closer attention I realized they were in a battle to gain control. Black and white trying to gain control.. of me.
I closed my eyes in the hope some way they would turn off. I opened one eye and they were gone. I left a sigh out in relief.
I looked down and realized that for one second I forgot everything. Gosh, I'm so fucked up. I held my breath and submerged myself inside the water, staying there for a while with my eyes closed. It felt peaceful, I wanted to stay there forever. I opened my eyes and let out a scream in despair and pure anger. I could feel the water going inside my mouth but I didn't care. I was so used to letting out silent screams without anyone listening to me.
I could feel my throat closing trying to protect my lungs, forcing the water into my stomach. I started convulsing my body begging me to let air and water out. For a second I contemplated staying there but I couldn't. I was too much of a coward.
Just when I was about to lose consciousness I jumped out of the water coughing all the water out of my body. I quickly finished and got out of the already freezing water.
I strode towards my closet fully naked I was about to use my powers to open the doors, but stopped myself as the bath memory overwhelmed me once again. I left out a sigh and opened the doors. I strode toward the section of my closet filled with nightgowns. I picked the longest one I could find with its matching robe that almost reached my ankles. I kneeled to grab the matching slippers not wanting to get sick with the cold marble floors of my room.
I left my hair down letting it dry by itself. I got out of the closet into my room and took a deep breath in. I let out a sigh and clapped my hands twice. The lights automatically turned on which made me close my eyes and wince in surprise. I walked towards my makeup and hair table not wanting but needing to see me. I wanted to know what I would have to see and wake up to every day.
When I sat in the chair and looked at myself in the mirror. I could see the bags under my eyes and red eyes from all the crying. My hair was a mess and I would see the finger marks on my neck. All I could do was stare. What has led me to this point in life?
Who have I become? Who the hell am I?
I stared at my long blonde hair in disgust. I reached for the scissors on the table and examined them, contemplating what to do with them. I slowly opened them and looked at myself once again.
I lifted them and reached for my hair. I positioned them to cut it and when I was about to close them I stopped myself and threw the scissors across my room.
This is what he wanted, to destroy and control every piece of me. I will not cut my hair because of him or my father. They don't deserve the satisfaction to know how much I am suffering.
I'm gonna be who I want to be, I don't need anyone to tell me who I need to be. Everyone is repeatedly judging me, eyeing me, plotting against, and lying. Why the fuck am I even trying anymore?
No matter what I do they will always talk shit about me behind my back anyway. I just need to finish this week.
Every burn they give and have given me now will be a new weapon I prepare. I will be like a shooting star born in grief. I will be something new full of strength.
I will come from zero, I don't care, I will fight until everyone that has made me drop a tear or even a single drop of blood will suffer. Anyone that gets in my way will suffer.
From now on everything that once killed me, now it will make me stronger. Today I was once again born as a powerful warrior. I will come ready to fulfill this promise, he may forget me over the years because I don't know how long this will take me, but I will destroy him little by little.
I will take any opportunity to bring justice and make him pay.
I will come slow but agile like a snake so he doesn't feel me until I am about to bite. He will not see me coming. My flame is eternal and no one will turn it off. Just justice will calm my rage.
I can feel the blood in my veins burning with anger. I know one day I'll have the strength, maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow but someday I will come back and destroy them all. I don't care if they are my parents, they were never there for me. When I come back no one will expect I'm coming for war.