𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝑀𝑦 𝐻𝑜𝑚𝑒, 𝑀𝑦 𝐿𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝐼𝑛 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝐷𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑅𝑜𝑜𝑚,
𝑀𝑦 𝑆𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑟 𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑚𝑡ℎ.
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Jade Augustine, a guy of his action, fighting but adhering all the demons he acquired in his life. A teenager...
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She Is Amazing.
Chapter 53
Flashback.
A room filled with darkness, with a steel plate in front of me filled with food but still empty to its purpose. The cable ties are hugging both my wrists and my ankle tightly, keeping them close to each other. Helpless is what I feel and like all the previous past days. It's been day 64 if my fingers still count right. I feel my death come close but still the breathing joining each other together, giving me last hope. I don't want it. Not anymore. Better of died than being punished. I have no will to survive, no wish to stay alive.
I hear the crackling sound of the door opening, the only sound that I hear except for the 6 am waking up opera that makes me cry my brains out and scratch my ears to bleed. I see a dark figure, running towards me but at the shake of my head walking slowly. The playing of mind each day is like cutting one of my body parts. It has been way too long to stay this way, everything is giving up why hasn't my breathing yet?
"Good evening my little mouse. It is evening now. Or is it?" he laughs loudly and weak or not I still want to scratch his tongue out and wrap it around his own throat, this bloody snoopy snake. I haven't seen the outside yet, the word sun, light, the grass feels foreign now. He squats down in front of me giving me a perfect view of his face which is a façade of where a foul monster vest. He comes close to my face, close enough to where I can hear the long breath pumping in his lungs, the smell of Cigarettes arising from the dirty mouth, and the evil eyes looking down my soul with an unholy mind of their own.
"You didn't eat the food the I got you? It's your favorite mac and cheese. Eat." He brings it near my mouth while it stays close not wanting to feel anything that is tainted by the boy sitting in front of her. Though this makes him more agitated, more ignored which in the mind play of mine, I knew, he hates. He kept forcing me through the closed mouth, stuffing my enclosed lips. When that plan didn't work, he brings his right hand up, snatching both my cheeks under his grasp, punching the food somehow or the another in my mouth which again he fails in. I smile in evil, looking at his body which is lit in fire, the burning of his soul giving me the heat which he always failed to provide.
His changing frown to a smirk wipes mine off. The knowledge of something coming and destructive makes my brain a daze to appear which I can't escape from. The fear of it running down my spine, through my whole body, gives me chills.
"You want to play it that way? Fine by me. Don't say I didn't warn you sweet cheeks, you are mine to begin with and mine to end with." With that being said he stuffs his hand down to his pocket and takes the weapon yet so small, clearly knowing stating a fact of my overbearing nerves after feeding me this. The injection stands in pride in the hands of his owner, making me realize the end of the day is sooner than I committed to seeing.
"Sleep my beauty, once you wake up, you have to eat the food one way or the other." And saying that two needles are injected in me, one for making me sleep and one for why to make my eyes close without its own accord.
