---- "... *sob*..." I ran away from my captives, and was running away from that damned asylum that contained painful memories. "... *sob*" My eyes trailed to where a petite figure sat, on a bench, crying. She was shaking, and her brown hair was the same shade and color as Fiona's. I couldn't anything else, so all I blurted out was her name. "Fiona?" The girl looked up and dropped her hankerchief, walking up to me and envelpoing me in a hug with shaky arms. "N... Nameless... N..." I looked down at her as she brushed away my red hair, and her legs kept shaking as if she couldn't stand up. She held onto my arms as support as I stared at her lifelessly. "..." She looked up at me, her face caked with makeup and her dress tight and slightly revealing. I let go immediately, letting my back hit the tree as I gaoed at her appearance. Many would thought of her attractive, but she crossed ever possible line... "You're... Not her..." "Nameless... Nameless..." "No... Don't call me that..." I pushed her away and ran back to the asylum, burying my head in my hands as I tried to recollect my memories. ---- Short update.
----- I stared as he left me in the dirt, and I held onto the tree for support as I kept shaking uncontrollably. "..." The tears kept falling and I bit my bottom lip, afraid to let out a sob that my hoarse voice would produce. I sat there wondering what would happen in the future, and I kept telling myself that this was a dream. A dream I would never remember, a dream that would always shatter. ---- Short update. Imma need to do some research for this story.