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CHAPTER 18: A dream

Song: This is home by Cavetown❤️

   
              

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Violet

I was locked up in a room with one small bulb glowing. My mouth was tied with a cloth, shutting my pleads. My hands were tied to a chair and so were my legs. They had turned to the bluish-black. Blood was oozing from my torn lips. My head had fallen on my chest, my chin touching my chest and my hair was hanging from The sides.

My body had given out, when suddenly cold water was thrown on me. I gasped and tried to breathe as the water travelled up my nostrils, choking my windpipe. I shivered when I heard someone open a door. The person who threw water on me stood there while someone else entered the room.

A chill ran down my spine, when I saw a woman stand near the door with a dirty grin on her face. She was dressed all in black. Her nails were grown to a hauntable size. Her nose was crooked. Her eyes were dangerously dark. Dark eyeballs with dark circles under them that made her look like some kind of demon only without wings and horns.

She started walking towards me with anger in her eyes. Her walk was crooked like her nose. Her left foot was twisted in an inhuman way.

I scooted more into the chair, trying to free myself from the ropes. I struggled with all the energy I had left in me. My hands were bleeding now. I was shaking my head left and right, pleading with her to leave me alone. My tears made a mess of my face, my voice muffled.

She came and stood in front of me as I looked at her, crying and pleading to leave me. The devious smile returned to her face and she bent down to my level.

Her big, long, dirty black nails took a hold of my chin. Her nails dug into my skin making me wince in pain. They were too sharp and pointed. She held my chin so tight, if I moved, her nails could cut deep gashes on my face. They would tear my face. I did not want to lose more blood.

She looked into my eyes, like I was her meal. "How are you, cursed little Violet?" she asked.

She knew me, she knew my name. How?

I looked at her shocked, my frown visible. That's when she started laughing. She started laughing like a maniac. Like a mad dog bit her or something. It turned sinister as she looked at me, her face turning evil.

"You won't be able to save him." She said out loud.

Who?       

I shook my head frantically asking her to stop. I did not want her to hurt whoever he was. She started laughing again as I started losing my consciousness. I saw her leave as my head fell back and it blacked out.

Someone was shaking me. I wanted to help whoever that he was. I wanted to fight back. I wanted to get up and try to escape.

I wanted to kill her. I wanted to end her. The sudden change in my mood got the best of me. I wanted to hand her her crooked nose. I wanted to tear her throat apart that helped her laugh. I felt power surging in me. I felt like I was going to wake up any second now. I wanted to.

The power felt raw. It was shaking me. It was shaking me too much and now it had started calling out to me. It was soft with me though. The voice of it was sweet and calming. It kept calling me as I started to grasp it. I wanted to get a hold of it.

I lifted my tied wrist up when the voice came just close to my ear.

"Violet, Violet." I opened my eyes in one shot. Bright light caught my eyes as I closed them quickly and someone started laughing again. But this laughter was nothing like hers. Nothing like the cruel looking women. I covered my eyes with the same wrist, which was now free.