Beaten

You felt her right by you, right beside you. You looked up.
“M-m-mommy.” Your voice quivered. You were terrified, you wanted her to hold you..
She looked at you, an she shifted her body towards you in a sharp strike like movement. You gasped, and let out a cry of fear, falling backwards, and pulling your arms up in defense.
“How can you love someone you fear?” She demanded suddenly.
“Mommy, why are you doing this?” you begged.
“I am not your mother.” She said. You flet like you had been stabbed.
“NO!” you screamed at her.
You felt a hand connect with your face as she slapped you hard. Your head bagned agaisnt the wall, and you felt dizzy. You took a moment for you to see clearly and as you did, you relized that your lip was split, and you had blood runnign down from the side of your head.
“mommy.” You gasped terrified.
She raised her hand.
You screamd and covered yoru head.
“You can’t love what you fear.” She said. She turned and left the room. You wathced her go. You huddled in the corner and rocked back and forth for many hours. You just stared at the wall, replaying the scene over and over in your mind. Your mother rejecting you, not just rejecting you, hating you, knowingly hitting you.
When the lady came in a found you, you wouldn’t tell her what happened.
The next day you were allowed to return to your own room. You walked on your own to get dinner, knowing you had to pass by your mother’s room. Everytime you did you felt a pain consume you, and you would have to make yourself run by it. It was a week since you had been back. You walked with your head down, completely defeated, and lost. You weren’t hungry, but they would come and force you to eat twice what you would noramlly eaat if you didn’t show up at a meal.
You looked up and as you turned a corner. You found yourself face to face with none other than Arya. You felt a hand squeeze your heart. You were a mess, your hair was a mess and un brushed, your clothing was dirty, and you hadn’t been sleeping at night.
She however, was looking better, her hair was smoothe and soft, and she didn’t have dark circles under her eyes, but her eyes were still empty.
Before you knew what you were doing you had thrown your arms around her and was clutching to her tightly and shaking. You hugged her and nuzzled your head agasint, her taking a deep breath and taking in her scent. You entire body trembeled for no reason at all, as you seeked the comfort of your mother. Tears streamed down your face as you felt her body’s warmth. Despite your fear you immidiately felt better just touching her.
You closed your eyes, and you felt hands on your trying to pry you off. You clutched to her even tighter, all the while whimpering as tears formed in your eyes. You felt her grabbing your shoulders, her fingers were digging into them and pain scorthed from the spots as she finally pried you off. She threw you down on the ground with skill, your head hitting the hard floor with a thud as you slid back a dew feet. You let out a cry of pain, and you were dizzy.
You looked up at her tears in your eyes. You mouthed the words, to call her, but you couldn’t speak. She stared down at you, a blank look on her face. You shook your head no, unable to believe or accept that she hated you.
“mommy” you said in a broken voice. She just stared at you.
You made your decision right there.
“I love you mommy. I understand.” You whsipered. You had tears spilling down your cheeks. You took off and sprinted off away from her, down the hall as fast as you could go. She turned and sprinted away, running out the door and into the forest.
* * *
Arya heard comotions as people came out of the child’s room. She was just about to enter her room.
“Arya, Arya, have you seen eraon?” the nurse asked frantically.
Arya shook her head, and entered the room ignoring the woman. She immidiately looked and saw the child curled up in a small ball on the floor by her bed. Her head was resting on one of arya’s which she clutched to tightly
“She’s here.” Arya said in a monotone out the door. Arya heard relief from the women as they turned and came back down the hall.
Arya noticed something wasn’t right. The child’s side was’t rising and falling as it should.
Arya nelt down and pulled her over on her side. Her breath caught in her chest. The child had sawed at her wrists, and blood was all over her front, in her hair, and all over the floor. She was pale and she wasn’t reacting.
The woman came in and screamed. They rushed to her, and started tending to her.
Arya left the room as they tenedde to the bloody child.
You woke, and you saw your wrists wrapped, and then your hands were wrapped in more bandages so you couldn’t use them. You were still alive. You cried, not wanting to be alive and having to face the pain. You finally went quiet and wouldn’t speak to anyone. You were never allowed to be alone again, because they didn’t trust you with yourself.
* * *
arya was blank. The child was okay. It had been a week. She couldn’ understand why this child was staying in the room next to hers. She felt strange, like she was missing something.
Arya woke in the middle of the night. Something was not right. She got out of bed, and she went to the room next door. She opened the door, and saw the child trashing in her sleep.
* * *
You sat bolt right up, terrified, and went to run out your door, to get away from your room, but you suddenly found yourself on the floor as you bumped into someone. Someone shouldn’t be in your room. You screamed bloody murder as you felt hadnds on you. You looked up and you saw that it was your mother. You wet yourself in fear.
You wouldn’t say anything, you didn’t want to be hit. You wrenched out of her grasp, but fell to the ground. Yo didn’t have the heart to bring yourself to stand up.
You pulled your body close and you rocked back and forth, crying on the floor. You screamed and sobbed in the sheer agony of knowing your mother was right there, but she wouldn’t help you. You sobbed your heart out, completely broken. You gasped as you felt hands on you. You looked up int ht edark as hands turned you over and lifted.
“E-E-Eraon?” you heard her say. Her voice was questioning.
“Mommy?” you asked hopefully. You flinched as you prepared yourself to to be slapped.
You suddenly felt your body being lifted. She held your limp body at arms length starring at you. You looked into her eyes, tears felling rappdily down your cheeks. You hung your head feeling waves of emotion send pain through your body.
“Mommy?’ you asked in a broken voice, expeting her to throw you or drop you. She just stared at you with a bewildered and somewhat disgusted look on her face. You were silent for a long time you couldn’t stop crying and shaking. You shook at night even when you were safe and warm. You placed your hand over hes that were digging into your armpits as she held you two feet above the grond.
“Kill me.” You said to her. You wanted to die, however she just stared at you. You squeezed her hands tightly, digging your nails into her skin as hard as you could to anger her.
“KILL ME! KILL ME! I WANNA DIE! YOU DON’T LOVE ME, SO I SHOULD DIE! ” you screamed at her, your voice shreaking as loud as you could. You saw the look on her face change, and she stared at you. Suddenly you saw her eyes brim with tears, and she gasped for breath. You felt a jolt of energy go through her body and yours, and you both yelled out in pain crumpled to the ground. You clutched your arms to your chest tightly. You felt her moving beside you, and you closed your eyes and prepared your body for pain.
“Kill me.” You whimpered. You felt hands on you and you screamed in fear, assuming that the hands would kill you then and there. You wanted to die, but you were so scared of death itself. You looked again, and you felt yoru body being pulled into her arms. You froze in terror, your arms locked to your sides unable to tell what she was doing. You huddled your body in the feetle position, and you cried not knowing when death or pain was going to stike. You felt her moving you, and you screamed as your fear grew, and flashbacks of terror played in your mind. You sobbed loudly as you felt her arms around you.
“Eraon!.” She said breathlessly. You winced, and you felt her hold you to her front, and you suddenly realized that she wasn’t hurting you. Her posture was different.

“I’m so sorry Eraon! I don’t know whats wrong with me! Eraon, oh my god! Oh my god! My child! I don’t know why I am thinking like this! My god what have I done? My god, eraon,eraon, oh my god what have I done, my child what have I done?” She said,genuine shock and horrow in her voice. You just cried and clutched to her. For the rest of the night you cried in her arms as she laid donw on your bed. She carried you out of her room and went to hers, and she laid down on her bed. You both sat and she rocked back and forth as she held you.
“Please don’t, mommy, please, don’t, not again, please don’t hate me, please don’t hate me.” You sobbed as you clutched to her.
“Never again honey.” She said as she held you. You clutched to her tightly, holding bunched of her tunic in you rhands, and your knuckles were white. Finally you fell asleep.
When you woke you refused to let go of her. Only breifly to go to the bathroom, and time for both of you rot change, then you immidaietly clutchted to her waiste, so she picked you one and you were back in her arms as she carried you. You had your arms wrapped around her neck and your head restin against her. As you both went down to breakfast, you saw the queen was there.
She stared at both of you, her eyes wide and exhasperated.
Arya sat down, and you stayed in her lap, holing onto her, not ever letting go, you didn’t look at anything, as you clutched to her completley.
“Mother, we have a serious problem.” Arya said.
The queen just nodded her head massaging her temples.
“What is going on?” the queen asked, shaking her head.
“Someone cursed me agaisnt her. Last night, some how, we…we overcame it.”Arya said