Destroy me - KAI PARKER

68. || Flashback

Dirt was collecting under my fingernails as I drew another line on the floor of my cell. My once red painted fingernails were now grey and the dirt under them made them look almost black and completely dead. A puddle of water was building up in the corner of my cell due to the humidity down here, but I didn't dare to get too close to it.

I was afraid of what I might see in the reflection of that dirty water. Would the reflection be me or a slave they forced me to turn into?

A big slam and the bright light came shining into the cellar, causing me to crawl back to the very back of my cell. I clinged on to the grids, closing my eyes, hoping that they wouldn't take me with them for a third time today.

After I heard a cell door being opened, a person being dropped, the cell was locked up again and the two men disappeared behind the steel door. I prayed to hear two clicks because that meant that they were done with us for the day. To my luck, the door clicked two times. I exhaled a sigh of relief until I saw my brother laying in the cell opposite of mine. Face down in pool of his own blood, still unconscious from the vervain they had given him.

One look to my right told me that Damon was also not approachable, so I carfeully let go of the grids I was clinging on to and leaned my back against the wall. Silent tears started finding their ways from my hazel eyes all the way down to my neck.

I accpeted the fact that we were never getting out of here ever again, but I asked myself evry damn time why both of us. Why did they need Enzo? Wasn't one heretic enough? Wasn't a heretic plus a vampire enough? Why Lorenzo?

But maybe that was the fate of the St.John siblings. Being held captive for eternity. First the home of our abusive parents. The orphanage and now Augustine. Maybe we were destined to die without a free will, but together. If Lorenzo wouldn't be here I would've turned it off from the very first day but my brother wasn't too excited to bring me back if we would ever make our way out of this hell.

My eyes traveled back to the puddle in my cell. I was curious, yet afraid of what I would see. Inhaling a deep breath, I crawled over to the corner and stretched my head over the water puddle. The woman I saw there, made me slap my hand on to my mouth to prevent me from panicking.

I looked like a wildered girl, not knowing who she was or what she was doing here. That wasn't me. That wasn't Layla St.John.

"Odessa?"

Damons raspy voice made me turn my face to his cell. He was finally waking up, but the wounds I was able to see weren't fully healed yet. Today was one of the worse days. They cut Damons scalp open and I was the victim of their sadistic fantasies about Organs being removed in the most painful ways possible.

"Are you alright?"

I just nodded and used my, once, white robe to wipe the salty tears off of my face. He also sat up with his back against the wall, burying his head in his palms before he could look at me again. I understood him. It wasn't easy to look into each others eyes if you exactly knew how the screams sounded today.

"They had you twice today?"

Another nod. My tongue seemed to be paralyzed just by thinking of today. Damon slung his hand through the grids of his cell to wrap it around mine. It wasn't much but that little gesture made me smile for the first time in probably months now.

"I love you Odessa. And I promise you-"

"Don't."

I interrupted him as soon as I knew what he was going to tell me. I was tired of hearing empty promises, so I chose not to hear them at all.

"Just.. Hold my hand."

Damon nodded and did as I told him. I loved him. I really did. Before we were trapped here I thought that I loved Damon, but the truth is that I just adored him. After we spent one year here together, I realized what love really meant. I wasn't focused on sleeping with him or flirting, I just wanted him to be alright and done for the day.

"Damon?"

"Hm?"

"I love you too."

"Oh shut up Odessa I'm going to vomit on both of you."

Enzo groaned as he was waking up from his coma, causing me and Damon to chuckle a little. My brother sat upright and combed his hair with his fingers. It got really long since we were here. They occasionally would trim them, but once in every two years I guess.

"Hey at least let me be romantic now."

Damon said with a grin on his face, referring to the old days where Enzo wouldn't allow Damon to flirt with me. I remembered that one time when he caught us kissing behind a casino, he was so mad that he didn't speak to neither of us for one month.

One look into my brothers face showed me that he was thinking about his session today. The way he placed his hand on the bloody robe made me lower my glare.

The steel door clicked twice, causing us all to back up against the grey walls. As soon as we heard the noise of the high heels, we relaxed. It was Maggie James. The woman who was responsible for our daily blood dose. It was barely a shot glass which they gave us, so basically nothing more than enough to stay alive.

I inspected her as she first handed Damon his cup and then Enzo. She was comfortable with us or else she wouldn't reach tat far into our cells. The bracelet on her right wrist was so easy to rip off, but she surely had a coffee with vervain.

While Maggie was walking towards my cell, every memory, every little harm they caused me and my brother and Damon, all of that ignited a flame in me that just grew bigger with every step she took towards me. As soon as she reached her hand into the cell, I grabbed in to her arm and pulled her as far as I could and as rough as I could. Her head smashed against the grids of my cell.

"Layla what-"

Ignoring Damon, I used my last power to motus her keychain into my hand and opened my cell. Just as I was about to open Enzos cell, I noticed the dozens of keys hanging there. It was pure lock that I found mine on the first try.

"Hurry up Layla!"

I nodded and started trying each of the keys to open Enzos door, but as soon as I saw the red light flickering around and a penatrating alarm hurting my sensitive ears, I looked to my left just to see a frightened Maggie standing by the alarm bell.

Not even a minute later I heard steps from upstairs and yells to call more backup. I stepped away from Enzos cell, making him shake his head in denial. My own brother stared at me thorugh the dark grids of his cell, his hand slamming against them.

"Odessa don't-! Don't do that!"

Tears started pooling in my eyes as I stood there. If I stayed, they'd kill me, I knew that. So I did the only thing that could've saved me from being staked.

"I'm so sorry."

"Odessa!"

Just as I passed Damons cell he watched my actions in disbelief but he didn't say a single word. It was just my brother who was still yelling my name and begging me to come back.

He could not bear this kind of betrayal by his own blood.