War of hearts // Thiam

A night I want to forget

It was usual for me to be parked at a gas station in the middle of nowhere. Not having anywhere to go and having no money pretty much guaranteed it. After the dread doctors life changed, I had no where to stay, no one to talk to. Then the hunters came, Scott and his dumb pack needed me but after that was over everything changed again. And here I was parked at a gas station in the middle of no where, as usual.

You know what wasn't usual? A strange man to come and knock on your car window asking for help. Apparently he needed some assistance with moving boxes? Going with him was one of the worst decisions I've ever made in my entire life...

There I was lying on the floor helpless, my head bashed in and well... let's just say my privacy had been severely invaded. I remember the guy standing up and leaning over me smirking before turning and leaving without a word.

I didn't want to move right then, everything just hurt. My wrists were bruised from being bound to a post in the corner of the room, the rope digging into my skin, my throat bruised from where he held his hands around my neck and the back of my head was bleeding all over the floor. I may be a chimera but that guy was strong. At least he had the decency to pull my own trousers back up when he was done with me... jerk.

I remember thinking through everything that I'd done leading up to that moment, trying to keep myself conscious. I wasn't going to die, I knew that. I'm a chimera for gods sake I'd heal. I remember thinking that through for the next few hours I lay there praying that someone would find me. It hurt to move just a finger.

I remember thinking about my sister a lot what she would say to me right now. "You killed me just for this?"

"You killed me and can't even defend yourself against a human? Your pathetic Theo. I lost my life for this!" I just remember thinking about hell, and if I did die going back there. Having to endure her again.

I miss her... but not that much.

A few more hours had passed when I finally felt my eyelids start to droop no matter how hard I willed them to stay open. My wounds hadn't healed, my head was pounding, my wrists were definitely sprained, my throat hurt like a bitch and throbbing pain in my lower abdomen had appeared a few hours ago I thought it was nothing until blood started a ooze from my shirt. No idea what that was.

I remember wanting to give up, it hurt. Nothing had hurt this bad in ten years. And that's when I shut them, not thinking they would ever open again.

And now your all caught up... that night was a night I want to forget.