THE SUMMER HOPE || KTH

Gore 🩸

Disclaimer: Contains rape and sexual assault. Sensitive people, skip this part.

Come Back.
Even as a Shadow.
Even as a Dream.

- UNKNOWN

Song: Hold On by Justin Bieber

𝘼 𝙈 𝙀 𝙇 𝙄 𝘼 𝙍 𝙊 𝙈 𝘼 𝙉 𝙊

The first thing I notice was the smell. The air was so thick with ammonia that my chest feels heavy, the chemical burning my nose as I gasp for air. It was dark and musty, the smelt so badly of mildew, causing me to gag- almost. It wasn't just the air which smelt bad, that was making me hard to breathe. As I start to take the recognition of the place, I realized my mouth was so dry that my skin of my lips tore while I try to open my mouth.

The cement floor was rough and cold under me, sending shivers to my body. I could see the dried blood on the floor and on my wrist. I cringe at the feel of the roughened area of my cut, where it had the dried blood. I look around my surroundings, not able to see anything other than darkness, until I try to adjust my eyesight to the dark.

Where the hell am I? Last thing I know is, I was having fun with the boys and there was a black-out all of a sudden...that's all. Nothing I can remember after that. I push myself to sit on the cold floor, still looking for any light source that I could see- but no. Nothing in my reach or in my sight could provide me some lightings.

I stand on my feet, wobbling like a drunk person before holding onto the wall beside me for my support. Once I felt like I could walk, I move around with stretched hands to feel any walls or doors, so I could get out this darkness.

I am met with a hard, metallic grill like thing which I thought to be a window- well with no opening from inside. I move forward, bumping into something causing my knees and feet to ache in pain. Wincing at that pain, I move forward to get the hell out of this place.

Before I could take a step or two, the door starts to open with the jiggling of keys being heard. Instead of searching for something to get away from those whoever took me here, I rush back to the place where I was dumped with- well roughly making to the same place and to the same position.

"fuck! tá sí fós ina codladh mar an banphrionsa disney sin" I hear someone speaking in some foreign language and the footsteps coming closer to my still frame.

(Irish translation: fuck! she is still sleeping like that Disney princess)

The closer I hear those footsteps, my heart rate starts to increase to its highest level- if anyone tested my pulse right now, it will bloody cross over 150beats/minute.

"Hey bitch! Wake up" that guy kick my legs. I try to act emotionless even though that kick made me to scream out loudly.

In order to maintain that I am still unconscious, I slowly peel open my eyes to meet with a dark figure who is holding something in his hand and, the face of his has a big scar running from his hairline down to the corner of the mouth in the opposite side. He looked scary to me- even though I am grown adult. If it was some kids, they surely would have peed in their shorts.

The light from the outside starts to pour inside this cell- which I now get to know that. He pushes his hand to me which had a bread piece and a water bottle- shooing it and mumbling something in his language, he walks out closing the door fully, but the glass in the door, which I didn't know it had before, is now opened revealing the light. Lightening the room with them.