Index was once a small and close-knit community, but the town located on the western side of Washington state has grown in recent years beyond anyone's expectations. It is the ideal place for those who work in Seattle but can't afford the city's high real estate prices, and for others the natural beauty attracts them to the town. And Index truly is a beautiful place - surrounded by thick evergreen trees, tall mountains and glistening rivers and lakes. While weather is typically rainy with overcast skies even this does nothing to take away from the beauty of the town, and it is only highlighted further when the heavy snow graces the town and caps the mountains in winter. To many, Index would seem like a paradise. And yet lurking beneath this visual beauty there is more to this town than anyone might ever imagine...

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 [Closed] Alone again, naturally

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[Closed] Alone again, naturally

Amelia Lear | Human; Citizen

Posted on Wed Feb 24, 2016 3:17 am

Time is around 10:00am on Monday, 22 February 2016.

Well, wasn't this a rude awakening?

I stood at the front door of my apartment, staring at my furniture, still covered in their dust sheets, the air reeking of melancholy. I stared briefly at the dust notes, lit up by the brief Pacific Northwestern sun. Everything that I had worked for in the past year had crashed down around me spectacularly and I was now at square one again. Whoop de-fucking-do.

Last time I was here, I'd been escaping the lunatic attentions of Deidrich, desperate to just leave everything behind. Now? Now I wasn't sure, but Index had appeared to become a place I ran to, without even knowing why. 

It was all so laughable. I had it going so well, new job, new boy, new friends, a whole new life. I had picked myself up from the wreckage of London and finally found a new identity. Now I had none of that. 

I'd thrown myself into work, lost sight of what should have been important. The boy and the friends, all driven away by me being too busy to care. He had probably moved on by now, they had probably moved on by now. There was only so much of being "too busy" people would tolerate. And I had been so very busy. I laughed quietly, bitterly. 

Well. That wasn't strictly true. 

I'd been busy, yes, but I had also... Attracted attention. Attention from the very man I had been so determined to hide from. 

Images and sensations arose within me, unbidden and unwanted. I fought the bile that rose in my throat. I didn't need to remember what it felt to find the first of his "presents" again. How it felt like my nightmares had begun again, only this time they had been far far worse. 

If it hadn't been for Izzy walking past my dressing room at that very moment, God knew what would have happened...

I shook myself. But she did. And now he was nothing but an unfortunate series of events that occurred. He was locked up and I was safe. I didn't have to remember how it felt to have a box cutter held up against my throat, or how paralysed I had felt when they found rope and ether in his bag. No, Deidrich was no longer a problem. I didn't have to worry about what his plans for me had been. How he had managed to catch me unawares, because I had been careless and carefree and happy. 

And yet here I was. 

Amy Lear, still a fucking failure. 

And what for? The stupidest of things. One little screw up, one little injury. And they kicked me out. Just like that. Like I hadn't sold my soul to work for the company. Sacrificed my personal life, everything, just to dance. 

"I'm afraid we have to ask you to leave Amy, you need help. Come back when you've... recovered." 

I shook two small white pills into my hand and swallowed them, chasing it with a sip of water from my bottle. I need help, ha. Isn't that the point of fucking painkillers? To help with the sodding pain? I scowled, flicking the dust sheet off my couch. 

Hello again, Index. I half-snarled as I flopped onto the couch. I didn't want to think about any of it anymore. I wanted to just fade away or scream from the rage of it. I just didn't know which option I preferred. Finally, the pills took effect. I threw an arm over my eyes, and let the pleasant sensations wash over me, letting me forget the misery that had brought me back here. 

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