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The Moon, chapter 18: Comfort

Dec 10th, 2018
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  1. “Stay away from the light.”
  2. Susie's eyes shot open, and looked around frantically. She knew she heard it. That whisper. She looked around the living room feeling out of breath, seeing nothing out of the ordinary. She even checked underneath the bed, but no source of the voice was found. Did she just imagine it? She just laid back down in bed and sighed. There was a small amount of morning sunlight coming in the window, so she only assumed it was rather early in the morning. No one would probably be up yet, and whenever she woke up it would be hard to get back to sleep for her, so she just laid down in bed and stared at the ceiling. It was probably best for her to do so anyway, considering her injuries.
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  4. She wondered what the voice meant. The light? Did it mean the moon? The sun? Really, it was such a vague warning that she wasn't sure it was of any use at all. She wondered why whoever whispered it to her even bothered. Then again, that voice probably only originated from her head. Then again, it could just be a sign of her deteriorating mental state. Then again, she probably isn't that healthy after seeing one of the only people who seemed to understand how she felt get their head-
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  7. Susie was happy to be alone. She was happy no one was awake. She needed to do this for a long time. She would only hope wiping her tears away with her shirt wouldn't leave any evidence, but it was all she could do. Just this once, she let her tears flow freely. As much as she hated to do it, she had every right to let her feelings out. And so, she laid there, staring at the front door through tear obscured vision, hoping no one could or would see her. She kept quiet as best she could, until eventually the tears faded away, with only a sniffle every once and a while a sign that she had cried at all. Susie was hoping she wouldn't have to do that again any time soon.
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  9. She hated crying, and she hated that she needed to do it. She hadn't ever felt an overwhelming urge to, but sometimes, after school, she would head to that broken down old house in the woods, and lay in her nearly broken bed. Sometimes, she would spend days just laying there and feeling terrible. She wouldn't eat or drink, she would sleep for days, and she wouldn't move. She never understood why she did this. Perhaps it was the crushing loneliness that came around would catch up to her in a unique way. It's not like there was anything to be done about it, at the time. Where else would she go? Everyone back then that didn't hate her was terrified by her.
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  11. Thinking about that was making her feel like crying again, so she instead decided to think about how much better things are for her now. How Toriel came around to liking her, how Hazel took a chance to become friends with her, how people seemed to be less hesitant to hating her. Even while she was in the diner, she guessed that people seeing her laugh and converse with Toriel made people a little less scared of her. She no doubt thought people had doubts about her, but maybe one day most people could like her.
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  13. Interrupting Susie's train of thought, she heard soft footsteps descend the staircase behind her. Rolling over to check who it was, she saw a familiar goat woman come into vision. Susie stat up as she smiled at her, before she yawned loudly.
  14. “Good morning, Susie. How did you sleep?”
  15. “Just fine, thanks. You?”
  16. “Oh, it was wonderful.”
  17. “Yeah? Isn't it a bit early, though?”
  18. “I tend to wake up early, and sleep early as well. This way, I get as much as the day in as possible. It's only efficient!”
  19. “Heh, right...”
  20. “Would you like some breakfast, dear?”
  21. She thought about declining, but then she remembered that it's been ages since she's eaten last. Then, her stomach growled. Toriel giggled, and replied without a word from Susie.
  22. “I'll make you and Kris up an Omelet.”
  23. “Thanks, Toriel.”
  24. “No worries.”
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  26. The day went on as normal, with Toriel and Susie making idle chatter as the orange glow of morning crept into the house. Once the morning light made it's way into the house, Kris made his way down the stairs. Susie finally got out of the bed after this, and sat down at the kitchen table with Kris. The smell of eggs, cheese and vegetables cooking filled the morning air, and filled Susie's mind with hunger. It took far too long for Susie's taste, but she eventually got half an omelet served to her.
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  28. She was about to devour it in one bite, but then remembered that as much as her stomach would howl, she needed to take it slow. Both to not make her stomach upset, but to not look rude in front of Kris and his mother. Using the fork and knife provided to her, she happily ate up the meal, complimenting Toriel on the deliciousness of it whenever her mouth wasn't full. Kris, sitting beside her, didn't say a word. Though, she could sense the gratification nonetheless as he ate up the omelet half that was given to him. Actually, he was holding his own against Susie in terms of how fast he ate. Quite impressive, if a bit worrying.
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  30. Susie could've eaten four of those omelets, but she decided what she had was enough for now. Once her and Kris had finished eating, Toriel spoke.
  31. “Well, I hope that was a good meal for you.”
  32. “Yeah, it was amazing. Thanks a lot.”
  33. “You are welcome. Now, if you'd like, you can go into the bathroom and look under the sink. I've put some clothes there for you to try on. I'm not sure if they're your... type, but you can have as many as you want. Just make sure to leave your old ones somewhere where I can find them, so I can wash them. Oh, and if you'd like, you can shower as well.”
  34. Come to think of it... Susie wasn't sure when it was that she showered last.
  35. “I might take you up on that offer. Thanks for everything, Mo-.”
  36. Susie quickly put a hand up to her mouth. Toriel's eyes shrunk a little in shock, as Susie's did the same. She could even feel the glaring eyes of Kris burning through the hair that covered them.
  37. “I'm gonna go try those clothes on now thanks.” she sputtered out, quickly excusing herself from the table and into the bathroom. She thought Toriel said something, but she was too embarrassed to stay in that room any longer.
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  39. Susie swiftly made it into the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind her, putting her back to the door. What the hell was that? Did she really almost say that? Did she really almost say that in front of Kris? God, what does that tell Kris about her? What does that tell Toriel? What does she think? What was she thinking? Susie buried her face into her palms, clenching her eyes shut as she rubbed them. She really, really needed that shower. She really needed anything to distract her from what just happened. She needed one even before she got here, but now she really needed one. She felt incredibly unclean after that.
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  41. Maybe a clean body would help her clean her mind, too. Hoping this to be the case, Susie stripped and climbed into the shower, letting the hot, steaming water cleanse her sins.
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