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it's been a long time, how long i am not sure. it could be hours, it could be days, weeks perhaps. i have no idea. i have lost track of time, i just wish she hadn't forgotten about me. but if she forgot about me i'm not sure.

i'm not sure if they sleep multiple times a day, or if the days just goes by. i'm cold, very cold. covered in dried black spit. you'd think it ran off but no, it dries into my skin.

i have multiple scars from them biting me, dried blood all over my legs, arms and some in my stomach.

how could she do this to me?

or well i know how, and she did tell me this would happen if i did what i did again. yet i was stupid enough to do it.

i close my eyes, i haven't slept in a while. i don't know how long i've been awake. but i know it's some time.

i open my eyes, just as i hear the door open. inside came 4 people wearing the same white suit. which covered them from head to toe, with some plastic in front of their face so they could see.

they all walk towards me, two of them grab my legs lifting me up so i hang by my arms. i wanted to scream, to tell them to fuck off. but my throat hurts too much from screaming.

the other two uncuffs me, and holds me in the air by my arms. my wrists hurt from being tied up for so long.

they carry me in the air, only touching my ankles and arms to keep me up. maybe they don't want to touch the black spit. maybe they don't want to touch my scars. i'm not sure.

they take me out of the room, closing the door after them. i close my eyes, the pain in my body is worse than ever.

i really hate this place.

they take me into this room, before i can even open my eyes. they put something over them, so i can't see. i hold my breath, as they lay me down on something cold.

i hear them walk away, and someone else moves towards me. i feel multiple needles go into my skin, and for the first time in a while i scream.

someone's hands go on both of my wrists as they tie me down to wherever i am, they do the same with my ankles making it very hard to move.

i can't feel my legs, my stomach or my arms. the world feels funny, like i'm flying. maybe gravity isn't real. "goodnight princess"

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my head is pounding, i can feel some soft covers under me. i am warm, cozy actually. my body doesn't hurt as much. or actually it doesn't hurt at all.

i open my eyes slowly, i know this room. am i dreaming? did i die? is this heaven? shit am i in heaven with heaven? ahah that's double heaven.

i giggle, thinking about double heaven. my eyes are now wide open, i stretch my arms. my hand meets some soft skin.

i let out a hum, touching the skin. so soofttt. i giggle again, squeezing my eyes shut. i feel a hand on my cheek, i laugh even more.

"shhh princess, go to sleep baby" i know i've heard that voice before. the name of the voice is on the tip of my tongue.

"who are you?" i giggle, i feel them stroking my cheek. a kiss being placed on my cheek. "you know who i am baby, i'll be here when you wake up, go to sleep"

i turn my head to the person, my eyes are blurry. i can't see properly. "hold meee" i whine, jumping into the person.

"i knew they shouldn't have given you as much as they did" i hear them mumble, i don't ask for more. i cuddle myself into the warm body beside me.

my hand finds the person's boob, giving it a squeeze. "you have big boobs" my laughter fills the room, as i continue to squeeze her boob.

i feel her soft hand on mine, as she takes my hand away from her boob. i lay my head on their chest, her sweet scent filling my nose.

since the person has boobs, i'm just guessing it's a she, but i'm not sure. she kisses my forehead softly. "go to sleep princess" for some reason i listen. and some moments later i'm asleep.

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