Tearjerker Masochist

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck."

Why did they have to do that shit?

"Fuck."

Why the fucking hell did they have to do that shit!?

I screamed as I completely destroyed Paris's house in a wave of intense anger.

They didn’t have to do that!

They shouldn't have done that!

"Stupid cock sucking mother fuckers!" I screamed while procceding to break all the glass in the house.

Unfortuneately I wasn’t paying much attention as I did so.

I sliped and smashed my head on the kitchen counter. Hard.

I shook my head attempting to get rid of the black spots in my already hindered vision.

Shakily I stood up, holding the counter for balance.

"Zee?"

I looked up only to see someone I really didn’t want to see.

"No…" I whispered. "You're dead… Go away…"

"Zee, what are you talking about? I'm not dead. It's me… Phury…" It said getting closer to me.

No. It's not Phury.

Not again…

Not that fucking bastard…

Please no…

"Please don’t… I wont yell anymore I promise!" I cried backing up.

"Zee… " The thing whispered. "I'm not who you're seeing!"

I whimpered curling up into a little ball.

I didn’t do it.

I didn’t do it.

I didn’t do it.

No, we know you didn’t hon. It's okay.

But... They promised to stop if I didn’t… Why aren’t they leaving me alone?

Because that's not them darling.

Yes it is!

Oh but it's not. We can help you. Take all the pain away…

…Promise?

Yes, we promise.

I snapped back to reality.

"Who are you?" I asked looking up to see a girl with purple hair.

She blinked. "Zee? You don’t remember me?" She asked a look of intense concern crossed her face.

"Should I? Where's Phury? I want my sister…" My lip quivered, and my eye started to tear up.

The girl's eyes widened. "Honey, I am Phury… And you're Zsadist…"

A wave of fear washed over me. "You're not Phury. She's small like me."

"You're not small anymore Zsadist." She said calmly, pointing to me.

I looked down to see that I wasn’t small anymore.

Why?

What happened?

Why am I not the size I remember?

If I'm not… Does that mean this really is my Phury?

I looked up at the girl confused.

"Where's mummy and daddy?" I asked.

Her face twisted.

"You don’t remember anything that happened do you, Zeegeal?" She questioned using my nickname.

I shook my head.

"Honey, you have to let Zee come back…" Phury said kneeling in front of me.

"Why? She doesn’t like it here. She remembers things, and it hurts…"

Phury smiled grimly. "But it's her world now Zeegeal, not yours. Your time has past. It's her time now. She can handle it. I promise."

I looked up at her again and shook my head. "No she can't. Otherwise I wouldn’t be here."

Phury sighed. "Its not your world Zeegeal. Give her back. I wont leave her to fend for herself. She'll always have me. As she always has."

"She's not going to like it…" I sighed.

"I know." Phury said smiling softly. "But I need her."

I closed my eyes.

Zee, Phury wants you back…

But I don’t want to go!

I know you don’t. But she needs you, not me.

No…

It has to be you Zee. I don’t know what happened. I cant help her. You can.

When I finally woke up I was lying in a bed, an icepack on my head.

"Ow…" I groaned sitting up.

"Zee?" Phury ran into the room, running up to me grabbing my shoulders.

"Is that you Zee? If its Zeegeal again I'll smack you!" She stated glaring at me.

I blinked.

"Uhm. Anyways, can I have some chocolate?" I asked. "Wi-"

"With mozzarella sticks?" She finished smiling. "Sure."