Date: 2013-08-18 05:03 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] done_in_3
...After that the reinforcements came. People were everywhere. I woke up to people cutting the door off the car I hid in. That hole I crawled into wasn't big enough for an adult. They pulled me out... brought me to a doctor. She could tell what had happened. She was really nice... I remember thinking it was crazy how nice she was to me because I knew she was swamped with people. Even the reinforcements weren't enough to handle the wounded, sick, and starving. She should have been impatient but she was really great. The people who were the worst off were fed intravenously and the rest were given solid food. They put me on an IV, I'd lost something like 30 pounds. The doctor asked who did this to me and I told her. Would it make me feel better if I knew Kodos had been killed, she said. Sure, I said.

They'd found him and killed him in the capital building apparently, all they found was a charred corpse. I felt a bit better, I suppose. I asked her if she had to make a report anyway since he was dead. She said she didn't have to but she should. I said I didn't want to remember it any more than I had to.

She made me promise I was going to get help when I went home. She gave me her number and some book titles to help me. She couldn't really follow up with me, I didn't have my I.D. anymore and I wasn't going to tell her what awas on it. There was so much going on I did my best to disappear into the chaos... I wanted to leave everything behind on Tarsus.

I came home, Mom wanted to put me in therapy but I didn't want to talk about it and she didn't know about me and Kodos. I thought I could bury it.

...

[Gently he withdraws his legs from Spock's lap, and turns around, laying his head there instead.]

I had nightmares for years. I still do sometimes.
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