Sequel to 'Nanny'
Lilith. A name that drove Sage insane. He hated her guts. He wanted nothing more than to be the one to see her dead.
She wanted nothing more, than to see his whole mafia collapse. She wanted to see him suffer, little did the two o...
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I've been tied up for 3 days now. I watch as the sun rises, and falls every day. I haven't gotten anything to eat or drink.
My lips chapped, my wrist, bloody and sore from all the tugging I did on them trying to break free. The dull ache still present in my skull.
My head fell up ageist the wall. I closed my eyes, I haven't slept in a few days either, too afraid someone would come in. I have to be strong.
Or at least act it.
I watched the world pass on by through my window. I could still hear the small talk of the guards outside of my door.
The shadows of people walking past. I'm starting to think people forgot I was in here. My body was dead weight at this point.
Even if they did untie me, I'm not sure I could even stand up. I can't even talk anymore.
My throat was always scratchy and sore nowadays.
I'll probably die of dehydration and starvation, by the time they remember I'm still in their fucking basement.
I'm watching the sun start to fall when I hear the guards stop talking. My head raises in confusion.
My eyes watching as their shadows pass by my door, leaving all the cells unguarded.
My eyes widen. This is my time to escape, I thought to myself. I began tugging on my wrist again. My eyes watering from pain.
My old wound opening once more. I could bare this pain if it means I'm getting out of here.
I was constantly checking the shadows under my door, making sure no one came for me.
I felt the handcuffs break, with a final click. My eyes lit up in joy. I was quick to stand. My cell became blurry.
It felt like some weird sense of Eurphoria. My body felt weightless, it was a high, I've been wanting to catch this whole time, I felt no pain, for once I felt at peace.
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My head felt as I was repeatedly banging it against concrete, I couldn't see anything, the only thing I could think about was the constant pain I was in. it was endless not going away. I could hear sounds, but couldn't distinguish anything.
It felt like being trapped in my own personal hell. is this how I die? Is this the Karma I get? You always get told life isn't fair, but this is uncharitable.
I know I've done some fucked up stuff, but it wasn't anything people didn't deserve. I was getting revenge. Is this life's revenge on me?
I could feel someone's grip on me, bruising it felt. I could hear my distorted moans, my body almost felt hot like it wanted to explode from within. I wouldn't be against it if it mean I could escape this constant loop of pain my body is putting me through.
It was weird more than anything it felt like gravity was a lot heavier than usual weighing me down, dragging me to earths depths.
