Getting Away, and it's Not Easy

{{Ok, for clarification, this topic can be locked/deleted later on. It's for Rizzo right now, as she's going through her... phase, I guess you could call it. I'll basically just type out the things she's telling me in her/my mind, and you can get a glimpse into what she's going through.}}

I couldn't run fast enough. I was one of the fastest creatures on Earth, and I couldn't go as fast as I wanted to go. I wanted to get away, from the place, the time... the hurt, anger, denial, everything. My mind was a jumbled up mess. I didn't know reality from dreams, imaginings from actuality. I didn't trust myself anymore. Maybe that was another reason I sent Pandora away. I didn't feel like I could ever be a good mother to her again, not in the state I was.

I stopped, at the edge of the forest, tears streaming down my face, which was contorted in grief. I wrapped my arms around myself, as if I could hold myself together, keep from shattering into a million shining pieces. I had never felt so human in my 'afterlife'. Just when I had needed him the most... he had left.

I didn't, couldn't, wouldn't understand why he had done so. My mind hadn't been able to register that he had... simply abandoned me. For no reason.

I was slowly losing my mind. I knew I was, and I bet the whole rest of the family knew it too. If they didn't see it in the way I acted, I'm sure they saw it in my eyes. I had never felt so... so... wild. This is what happens, I scolded myself. This is exactly what happens when you attach yourself to someone so much. Depend on them completely. It happened to you before, and you've let yourself get sucked into it again, Marta Rizzo.

I sat there on the ground, just out of the shade of the trees, crying my eyes out and trying to untangle the mess in my head. A feat I knew was hopeless...

I was broken beyond repair.