Chapter 8 ( part 3 )

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I have been locked up here for 3 years now, in this hell hole, with tomorrow it will be exactly 4 years.

4 FUCKING YEARS IN THIS HELL.

Every time, every damn day a new hunt, Sain'ja acting as my predator and me the prey, but it always ends up that each of us is torn to shreds and the next day stitched up like new ready for another fucking hunting.

There is no longer the girl I used to be, I am no longer a dreamer or hoping to get out of it, now I just feel dead inside, full of anger and desire for revenge.

I am no longer afraid of this place or the guards, I am only afraid of other women and their lives, but like me, they too are exploited for the games of this place.

The day I gave birth to what my son was supposed to be, he was born dead and I knew it was better that way.

If he had survived, who knows what they would have done to him, certainly they would never have let me keep him with me.

That day my little one wrapped him in a torn shirt and left him aside in a corner of his cell and the next day his body was gone.

When I noticed that his body was gone, I did not feel any remorse or tears, only hatred towards this place and life itself, the anger was consuming me little by little.

So that same day I thought, that if I couldn't escape or if no one was able to save us, then I would make sure to die at the hands of my partner, I know that for both of us, this torture must end, but every time we are close to death they cure us and once cured again another hunting day.

While I was lost in thoughts and memories I felt that someone was calling me from the cell door, I looked up and found them, the little girls who were with me when they were small and afraid now they are here in front of me, grown and stronger, you understand it from their looks and their ways of posing.

While I was lost in thoughts and memories I felt that someone was calling me from the cell door, I looked up and found them, the little girls who were with me when they were small and afraid now they are here in front of me, grown and stronger, yo...

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Their clothing is very warrior-like or perhaps more like mercenary assassins.

"Mayra and Eleyra, you grew up and became beautiful girls, but tell me what happened to you? Where did they take you?"

I'm still so incredulous to see them here in front of me, keep looking at them and they exchange a glance and then look back in my direction.

"It doesn't matter that you know what or where we've been. What matters is that we're here now and this whole game of hunting and jailing will have to end today." Mayra said confidently.

"Make sure you waste time, keep playing the game, and in the meantime, we will try to free all the prisoners and free you too. I promise!" Eleyra said in her turn.

Once they spoke there was a smile under the mask, they were confident and for once I felt they would make it.

We'll finally get out of this fucking place and I'll have my revenge.

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