Chapter 7 // Memories

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*Mention of abuse*

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"Dmitri, I need help,"

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"Dmitri, I need help,"

As soon as I walked back into the apartment, I had called Dmitri straight away, but it kept sending me to voice mail. Considering the time difference, I expected this, but I know for a fact that he doesn't keep his phone on silent, so when he didn't pick up after 10 tries, I started to get a bit suspicious.

I call him for the last time, leaving him a desperate voicemail. I need to get out of here. Stuff university, I seriously don't feel like getting kidnapped again. I have packed my bags back up already and have called the university, notifying them that I will not be attending this semester.

This wasn't what we planned. It wasn't supposed to go this way.

I have a slight feeling that the brothers are watching me right now, whether it's by the cameras I know they have installed in my apartment or maybe they are even stalking me, I just know they are watching me, I can feel it. Even though they let me leave the estate, I am certain that they won't try to kidnap me again, they won't stop until they have what they desire at arm's length.

I must leave. 

I might not get far, but I have to try. God, I hope that they haven't got to Dmitri.

It would make sense though, to take him, so I couldn't go to him for help. Kind of reminds me of Corrupt. Like when the horsemen, take away her mum, and her money and even burn down her house. I hated them for that.

I pray that the brothers didn't read the Devils Night series otherwise I'm going to be in deep trouble.

I glance at the clock, reading 10 pm and my eyes start to drift close on their own, considering the past couple of days I have had, I can assume my body needs a break.   

Making my way into my room, I quickly change and climb into bed. I close my eyes, and within minutes, I fall asleep, welcoming the calm, peaceful darkness.

//

**

"LET ME GO, LET ME GO, pl-please, please," I scream and scream trying to get him off me,

"It's okay, baby, just relax, calm down for me," Nico tries to soothe me, rubbing my back,

He won't- he won't get off me, please, I need him off.

"GET OFF ME!" I scream,

He jumps, letting go of me and I scramble away, leaning against the wall. He stares at me for what seems like a lifetime, while I am still frozen in place, using the wall for support. He continues to stare at me as he slides off the bed and starts walking toward me. I back up into the wall, preying it to absorb my shaking form.

He won't hurt you; he won't hurt you, Nya.

He has reassured me countless times that he would never harm me, he even went as far as promising me that he would kill himself before he could ever lay a hand on me. I do believe him though; I just can't seem to get rid of the fear that he will turn into someone like my father.

At that thought, Nico transforms, and instead of the handsome man walking toward me, there is now a complete replica of my father, 2 feet away from me, a belt in his hand.

No.

I scream as loud as I possibly can, praying that someone can hear me, begging for help.

"You worthless slut, I wish I never had you," He gets up into my face, sneering the words at me like daggers plunging into my stomach,

He brings his hand up, the buckle facing me. I put my arms up for protection, preparing for the hit as I scream,

"NO, PLEASE, STO-"

**

I shoot up from my bed, eyes wide. I can't breathe, my lungs feel constricted like someone is squeezing them, tighter and tighter, trying to make them deflate. 

"It's okay, cupcake, just breathe, do it with me. In, one, two, three, four, -out- one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight,"

Replaying Dmitri's words, I take a deep breath, In, 1 2 3 4, out, 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8. I repeat this five times, my breathing returning to normal by the time I have finished.

I get out of my bed and make my way to the kitchen, but not before going over to the front door and checking the locks. I had to re-install it since the brothers broke the door down, I had them put in special locks as well, padlock ones, only I know the code too, but you could never be too sure.

Even with this slight safety of the new locks, I doubt that the men won't have trouble breaking through this door either.

Pulling open the fridge, I grab the only food that the fridge is stored with, strawberries. I grab one carton, knowing I won't have any trouble finishing it, and walk over to the balcony glass doors, sliding them open and walking out into the chilly air.

It is a peaceful night, the stars are out, and the moon is bright. As I am looking out, some memories start to resurface, from when I was still a little girl living in Russia, Dmitri and I would demand to go on late-night drives and since my mother and father didn't have enough time for us, the guards usually took us, perks of growing up in a rich family in Moscow. They didn't do much though, we would always run away from them to go to our secret stargazing spot. I wish we could go back to that.

когда мы еще были невинными детьми. (When we were still innocent children.)

Unfortunately, times change, and we are forced to go with it.

Deciding that it is getting too chilly to stay outside and I don't feel like getting Hypothermia, I return inside and go over to the couch, sitting myself down and pulling out my phone, wanting to try and reach my brother again. As expected, he doesn't answer, so I go over to my bookshelf and grab one of my favourites, Killswitch by Penelope Douglas.

This is probably one of my biggest red flags, continuously reading about this toxic af couple, but I just love them too much to let them go.

Sitting back down on the couch, I open the book back up to where I left off and continue to eat my strawberries, knowing that there is no point in going back to sleep as I will just end up laying in bed, staring at the ceiling for the next 5 hours.

So instead, I continue reading, and eating strawberries until the sun wakes up.

Not knowing that the next day will be the worst bloody day of my existence...
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This chapter was only a filler so it was kinda boring but, I promise next chapter..... It abt to get intense.
Anywaysss, I hope you all had a good read and ill tty next time,
Bye babesss xx

 Anywaysss, I hope you all had a good read and ill tty next time, Bye babesss xx

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