My head was pounding, I could feel something warm dripping from my nose. I couldn't see where I was, there was something over my face. My body hurt, my muscles screaming like I had run a marathon. I couldn't think. My brain felt foggy and slow. Nothing felt right.
I tried to move but there was an intense burning sensation across my arm. I could feel more warm liquid trickle down as I struggled. It hurt so bad but I felt a need to move. I felt a need to run.
My chest felt tight, Like my ribs were broken, making my covered eyes water as I tried to breathe. I sat there like a fish out of water. What the hell happened? I have to remember.
I concentrated as much as I could with the pain to pull something, anything, from the brain fog. There were thoughts but everything was so jumbled that I couldn't understand them. I tried really hard to listen and figure out which one would tell me what is happening to me. Run. Get out. Move. You are being taken.
taken. I am being taken? Memories flooded back. I could remember being invited to a house party, but the house was too fuzzy. I remember being lured away from a woman who wanted me. I remember how my body throbbed as she sat me on the bathroom sink and kissed my neck.
Another scene plays. I remember her asking me to stay, saying I had drank too much, but I didn't remember having any drinks at all. I was still underage. I remember insisting that my mother was going to be here soon, but it was a lie. I wanted to get away.
I remembered the knife, how she held it close to her body with the point facing me, as a threat. That was the first time I really saw her face, but now its blurry. I can't see any features at all. I was running from her. Locking myself in some part of the house, a bedroom. I remember the banging and the yelling. I remember a loud crash and the door wasn't protecting me anymore. There she stood, knife in hand. I remember her jumping on top of me. Several sharp pains, and one last foreign pain before I lost the world. Everything went dark.
I heard the opening and the shutting of a door. I felt a blanket being draped over me and the humidity of the air hitting my wounds, making me whimper. By the time I realized what was going on, it was already too late. There was no escape...
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I woke up, startled and out of breath. I took a quick glance at my surroundings. My couch? What the hell happened?
I choked, trying to catch my breath and steady my dizziness. I clutched my chest and tried to ground myself. I heard footsteps and froze. A small whine leaving my lips as my heart beat in my ears. I saw someone standing there, they came closer. I wanted to jump up and run. I wanted to get away, but I was frozen. Move damnit! Fucking Move!
I felt gentle arms around me and realized my eyes were closed. I flinched slightly as a hand brushed my arm, but there was no more pain. "Hey its okay. It's alright it's just me, it's Sara." A familiar voice cooed.
My voice came out harsh and shakily. "S-Sav? what are you doing here?"
"I accidentally fell asleep here. I was about to leave but you seemed like you were having a bad dream, so I made you some food and decided to stay so I could help calm you down." My eyes opened again, blinking to adjust to the sunlight. She was positioned on my waist, facing me, her body wrapped comfortingly around mine. "Your heart is beating really fast. Are you sure you don't need a doctor?" Concerned edged in her voice.
"No, I'll be okay, this kind of thing happens to me a lot."
"Do you wanna talk about it?"
I wish I could. "No, it's okay, but thank you for being here for me."
Her smile brightens. "I'm just a phone call away. Breakfast is on the table for you when your ready to eat, I got to get to class soon." She stood up and hesitated for a moment, like there was something she wanted to do. "I'll see you later."
"Okay, thanks again for everything." I replied.
She nodded and walked out the front door. I let out a sigh and slid my head in my hands. What the hell is wrong with me?
I couldn't concentrate in class. I kept thinking about her. Was she trying to kiss me? Why would she want to take care of me so badly?
I sighed and doodled on my notes page. Class was eventually dismissed and my heart felt heavy. I trudged out the door with all my stuff, wanting to just sleep. "Hey, I thought I might find you here." A familiar voice sang.
A smile creeped up on my face and my cheeks were warm. "Were you waiting for me?"
She giggled, wrapping her arms around me. "I wanted to check on you after this morning, you looked like you were having a hard time."
Her touch feels so good. It feels so warm. "Yea I'm doing okay now. Just got to keep myself distracted."
My body tenses, but this time Im not afraid. Her lips are so close to my neck, I can almost... "Hey do you want to go out tonight?"
"Yea, where to?" Keep your cool you idiot. You still dont know what shes capable of.
"I thought we could get dinner and a movie." She inquired, her face was a cute shade of red and her eyes darted away from mine.
I couldn't help but smile. "Sounds great, pick me up at five?"
Her smile brightened. "Okay!" She let go and practically skipped away. I smiled and shook my head.
Shes so cute. Dating couldnt hurt, whats the worst that could happen? You know exactly what could happen. I frowned. I know how to protect myself now. Im an adult and I need to stop being so damn scared of everything. But what if it is her? Or worse her sister. The similarities are uncanny. There has to be something more to this than that. The heart wants what it wants. I don't care. But you do. Youre scared. I dont have to listen to you. I let out a growl of frustration and headed to my car. I dont care what my fear tells me. Im taking my chances. You dont control me anymore.
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Our Deadly Sins
Teen FictionCasey, a 24 year old collage student, hopes to start a new life after a kidnapping incident almost five years prior. She moves back to her hometown to be closer to her parents, and go to the collage they had graduated from. She hopes that things wil...