Evelyn
The roads from the house are covered in a fine sleet of snow and ice as round the many twists and turns of the unknown.
I have no idea where I am. Where these roads lead, much less if I am in the same city, same state, it could even be a different country for all I know.
All I can tell is it is far from anyone. The trees loom high above taunting me relentlessly. They let in hardly an light from the moon. There are no street lights far out this way. The only light that is salvation to me is the bright headlights that reflect against falling snow.
The hear from the car blows on me, but does little to warm the chill in my bones and it is not from this winter night, but a telling reminder that I may have escaped but these past months will always haunt me.
I squint my eyes as I make a sharp curve and just as I round it a deer jumps out of the woods in front of me. I slam on the breaks to stop myself but I was going to fast, the deer too stunned, and I hit it as my car slides off the road and into a tree with a sickening sound of crunching metal.
My head slams from the window to steering wheel and the the world turns fuzzy. Just before I pass out the swing of headlights driving by comes into my eye line before the world fades to black.
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The Next Day
A beep.
A whirl of machines.
The sound of hushed voices.
All begin to call out to me, beckoning my eyes to open, to free me from my nightmare of Liam surviving. His burned maimed body was on top of me choking me, suffocating me, killing me so that we would be together in the after life. I woke up sputtering and choking.
"Evelyn...Evelyn...can you hear me," a voice calls out beside me as the bright lights assault my eyes with tenacity.
My head starts to turn wildly around trying to take in my surroundings. Where am I?
"Evelyn, please calm yourself. You have a neck injury," a dark red haired woman beside me states grabbing onto my shoulders to still me.
I reach up and touch the cervical collar that is secured around my neck. My fingers itch to rip it off, but I refrain myself from temptation.
"Wh-where am I," I stammer, my mouth feeling dry. My tongue feels heavy in my mouth as if it weighed down by sand.
"You are at the hospital. You were in a car accident. I need you to refrain from moving please or I will have to sedate you," she tells with empathetic eyes.
I move to nod and stop myself fearing the needle of sedation if I move and utter a shaky, "Okay."
The nurse, Miranda her name tag says, hits a call button of the wall and then turns her attention back to me.
"Evelyn, can you tell me what day it is," she asks softly as she begins to take my vitals.
"I...I don't know," I confess and it's the truth. I had no way of keeping track of days, weeks, months, in my prison.
"Can you state your name for us," she asks.
"Evelyn Merona," I reply.
YOU ARE READING
The Dollhouse
Romance"Perfection was all I ever strived for at a young age, and at a young age it was always easy for me to be...perfect. And perfect , was all I could think when I saw her and I knew I would have to have her." - Liam Liam O'Connell and Evelyn Merona me...
