You're My Ethereal Bliss

Prologue

"You're my ethereal bliss, you're mine!" He cheered, caressing her face, looking at her with loving and adoring eyes as he slowly faded away into nothing more than just a dream, with that moment becoming nothing but a memory.

It was so cold, shivering cold. The light at the other end flickered on and off, yet being the only source of light that was illuminating the dark concrete chamber. Blood soaked the walls, syringes laid on the ground, the sound of heels and heavy boots were constantly bouncing off the walls, making an irritable echo that rang in her ears for days.

"Please, stop, just.. Stop" She quietly pleaded to the sound that haunted her.

A splash of an unknown substance dripped onto the concrete floor, adding to the eerie scenery, it was soon becoming all too much for any normal person to describe, or even witness. Screams could be heard the very moment you walk inside this vicinity

She longed To see the light of day shine on her chocolate skin, gleaming bright. She longed to see her lover smile his gorgeous bright smile, a light never dimming, and certainly a light ever so blinding. His smile was a diamond in the rough, like himself. To catch him smiling was the equivalent to seeing multiple 4 leaf clovers. She coughed and hiccupped, she wanted to be cradled in his arms, swaddled like a little baby, she missed his warm embraces around her, "One in a million." She would say gazing at him with loving eyes.

But that isn't how her life works, so boring, but yet so exciting. People envied her life without knowing the trials she constantly has to face, the hurdles she has to jump over, the steep mountains she has to climb, and the horrible people she has to see.

Her hot tears streamed down her face, shining and staining her face. Snot bubbles started to form. Her eyes and eyebrows are hanging at an all time low. She felt humiliated, to be poked and prodded constantly.

The smell of blood constantly lingering around her nose. The smell of toxins and gasses slivered its way down her throat and into her crumbling lungs. She heaved, the fresh smell of spring had left her to rot in agony.

Her vision was hazy and slowly becoming blurry, from the incoming tears. She no longer had control over her body. She craved for something warm, she craved for something to embrace her, but not the type her captors have been feeding her.

Her body ached as purple and red were the recurring theme, lumps and bruises made its way up onto her skin. The amount of doctors in either white of black cloaks came in and out of the cell, she lost count of the amount of needles that have either been used to test blood, or have been left inside of her, left there to become a forgotten infection.

She spent god knows how long silently weeping, praying for someone to rescue her. "I PROMISE I WILL COME FIND YOU! I PROMISE YOU!" The voice of someone she knew constantly rang in her ear, like a song she could never forget. She just wanted all the pain to go away.

She had been healed one day just to endure another day of more torture, pain, injections, pills, and drugs. This felt all too familiar to her but she never knew why. It felt like deja vu.

Her breathing patterns couldn't even be considered patterns for how irregular they were, her white dreads no longer where the natural white they always were, now they drooped, they were a lot longer than when she first woke up here. Her hair was incredibly dirty, and just like her body, lacking any moisture, besides sweat, blood, and her tears.

Dying didn't seem all too bad, it never had, to her at least. She had it all, just for it to be thrown away with a stupid disagreement. She would do anything to apologize and make it right again, but now, she is just left in the worst feeling anyone could possibly feel in this predicament.