Chapter Seven

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In that day, the lord with his sore and great strong sword, shall punish leviathan the piercing serpent even leviathan that crooked serpent and he shall slay the dragon which is in the sea
Isaiah 27:1

Madison


No matter how hard I tried to wash it off me, the smell of death still seemed to hang around me, my parents wouldn't even come home anymore, as soon as I'd been discharged they'd left, not caring for their recovering daughter.

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't hate them, it was all my fault, it wasmu misfortune to bear and no one else's but mine and in the end it wasn't fair for them to bear my burden

I sat facing the window as I slowly watched the green get overtaken by the pure and holy white, it reminded me of a time when my soul was like that, when it was unblemished and white as sniw not the dark spotted mess overshadowed by death that it had now become

I had tried so many times to end my life, but I couldn't do that right amd yet the stains of so many people's blood hung over my head, and as the tears slowly began to fall and the sobs began to come with each successive breath, I heard that warm whisper come to me

"Jan" it whispered seductively into my ears

Anger flowed through me in waves

"Shut up!" I growled

"Jan" it whispered again

"Shut up!" I shriek "just shut the hell up, I will not listen to you, people are dead because of me, because I just wouldn't stay put where I hid, I'm not letting make me hurt more people"

"Jan" it whispered harder this time

"Just shut up!" I howl

My hands fly out in a maddened rage as I proceed to tear the place apart

"Shut up" I wailed as the voice persisted "please just leave me alone"

My two attendants burst into the room as I hammered my head repeatedly unto the hard wall, I felt their hands on me and i immediately went beserk slashing and hitting, toothing and clawing but these men just would not let go

Eventually they restrained me and the tears slowly fell from my eyes as the cool metal bound my hands and wrists

"Please" I begged "not the needle, please!" I yell as the doctor who was ushered in while I was struggling drew out the sedatives

"I'll be good, please!" I say and turn to Cimil "do not let them do this to me please, they will find me in my sleep, it is not safe for me, I am begging you please!"

His face is nothing but a slab of stone but in his eyes lies great pity

"It is for your own good mistress"

The doctor began to approach me with the needle and I shriek bouncing and shaking my head which is quickly restrained as the doctor quickly and deftly stuck the needle into my neck despite my pleas

The thing must have the mad to tranq down an elephant because within seconds spots began to dance within my vision and their words began to sound like slurs to me

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