Aria 

I cried into my pillow that night when the shifting and popping began, my hands once again pressed to my closed eyes in pain. All I seemed to do was cry lately, it annoyed me, but this kind of pain wouldn't stand without tears. 

I eventually made myself dizzy with the tears, reaching my hands up to my head. When both of my hands touched my hair, images flashed through my head and I disappeared into my own mind. 

A small, blonde headed little boy running around a girl that looked like a younger version of me. Different expressions of his. Happiness, love, fear. My heart had begun to ache as my attention focused on the image, something pulling me towards the little boy. 

I felt an attachment to him. Muffled voices called out to the children in my memory and both of them ran towards the home they apparently stayed in. The images changed quickly, shifting from happy times together to horror. 

A large trucked slammed into the side of the family's car, glass spraying everywhere. Hooded figures stalking leaving the truck and towards towards the overturned car, children screaming. The figures began to drag out the family, leaving the younger child in the back seat. 

The little girl and her parents screamed for each other as they were separated and the father lashed out towards the figure holding the girl, causing him to release her. The father shouted for the girl to run just as one of the figures slammed something into the side of his head. 

His body fell limp and the girl's eyes widened but then she ran, her head shaking side to side as she blindly made her way into the forest surrounding the road she had been on. The figures both took care of the mother before taking off after the younger girl, forgetting about the small child in the backseat. 

Another image flashed into my view, this time the girl was a few months older than before but I couldn't see her figure because I became her, running through the forest on seemingly all fours. 

The voice that wasn't quite mine yelped in surprise as an unfamiliar young brown headed boy stumbled into her path, causing them both to roll. His eyes widened in shock as he stared at her, or me, for whatever reason. 

He reached out towards her and the actual quality of vision changed, the girl had either moved or her eyes changed somehow. The boy cried out and backed up quickly as he watched her but she cowered back, I could feel the fear. 

He seemed to realize how scared she was and gulped nervously before moving onto his knees and crawling towards her. "H..Hi.. I won't hurt you, I promise.." he whispered, reaching his hand out to touch her cheek. 

His touch seemed to calm her almost immediately and she moved into his arms, an overwhelming trust for the boy she just met seeming to cloud her judgement. The boy was surprised but he was instantly concerned for the girl, wrapping his arms around her. 

They were both still children but he had a matured air about him, his hands stroking the red tendrils laced within her pale, dirtied and matted hair. He opened his mouth to say something and my body in real life snapped back awake, his name forcing its way out of my mouth. 

"Taehyung."

~*~ 

After finally managing to fall asleep the night before from the overwhelming pain, I woke to my mussed up room. My body ached all over and my nose was stuffy but I managed to stretch my limbs out in attempt to relieve some of the soreness. 

When I sat up, my vision toppled for a second before returning to normal. I didn't bother worrying about it, it wasn't like anything had ever been normal with me. I didn't bother changing out of my sleep shirt (it was just a red long sleeved tee), tugging on my black shorts and white flats. 

Flats seemed to my shoe of choice lately, less work to be done to wear them. After looking in the mirror, my expectations being met with the 9 streaks still in my hair and the odd deep red color of my lips and gums and glow of my eyes, I sighed and left my dorm. 

Maybe I should actually attend my classes today. I sulked my way across campus to the familiar beat-down math building and sat down in Statistics, running my tongue along my lips in irritation. I felt jumpy and anxious, as if I needed to move or run or something. 

I didn't understand this feeling and I definitely didn't like it, my knees bouncing under my desk. The auditorium filled slowly as the professor walked in and began the class, flashing his power point across the large screen in the front of the room. 

I tried to pay attention, I really did, because I needed to know this for midterms- but my attention was dragged to the left side of the room, a few rows below mine. Tuai and Taehyung were in a heated but hushed argument, I knew because I could somehow hear them. 

Her face full of fury and his relatively calm, save for the twitching of his upper lip every time she said something- which I couldn't make out what exactly it was. Her hand suddenly reached up and pointed in my direction without looking and I leaned my head back in surprise, confusion lacing my features until Taehyung turned to look at me. 

I snapped my head down and acted as if I was interested in the stain design of the wooden desk above my lap. My heart beat accelerated because I could still feel his gaze on me. I knew Tuai was done talking to him because I heard her leave the room and slam the auditorium door, surprisingly the class went undisturbed. 

It was as if Tae's gaze left behind a trail of fire wherever it landed and my breathing accelerated with my heart rate, making my feelings of anxiousness even worse. I quickly gathered my things and squeezed past the people in my row, shoving the doors open and walking out into open air. 

I doubled over and tried to catch my breath, pressing the back of my hand to my forehead. "Y'know, I thought we could be friends.." I heard someone say behind me but I didn't bother turning, I could tell Tuai's voice by now. 

"..but you clearly can't leave well enough alone." This got me and I stood up and turned to her, irritated by the look on her face. "What.. the fuck.. are you talking about?" I asked, putting emphasis on each word, my eyes narrowing when she moved closer to me and shoved her index finger against the middle of my collar bone in attempt to intimidate me. 

"I wanted to be happy with V, I also wanted to have some fun with your little boytoy but he decided to go for some dick right? But now you're separating Taehyung and I?" She scoffed and rolled her eyes, stepping closer to me and putting her hand directly into my eyesight as if to piss me off, dragging her nails down my cheeks until she squeezed my chin forcefully. 

"He will never want you." She said definitively, her hand pushing against my forehead and shoving my head back. I felt anger I've never felt before push up my body and I fought to control it, my eyes rolling back. 

"Don't touch me.." I hissed, my voice low, but she wouldn't stop. She shoved my shoulders over and over until I was cornered against the outside wall of the building, the concrete coating digging into my back through my thin shirt. 

"Face it, you're pathetic and hideous, your own parents died to get away from you!" she screamed, slapping me and dragging her nails across my neck, scratching my sensitive skin. She kept going, it got harder and harder for me to control the rage growing within my head. 

"Look at this.. this.. this fucking red hair is getting on my nerves!" She shouted, reaching up and grasping a chunk of my red streaks and yanking on them hard. Tears sprang to my eyes and I literally growled at her, finally losing control of my body. I felt my jaw crack and my eyes were burning as my lips twitched into a sadistic grin, causing her to let go of my hair and back up slowly. 

"You just don't listen.." I whispered, clenching my fists as I moved closer. 

"I'll teach you to listen.."