Within Their Reach

49. Chaos

Ava.

Two days went by and he kept psychologically torturing me.

I still have my sanity intact due to Esmeray. She would keep telling me, 'This is not real, these are just games, you are safe", whenever the mind games happen.

It's even difficult when the bastard does it when I am sleeping and I am unknown about the transition. It looks so real. The voices, the actions, the pain, and the disgust. It leaves me so drained.

But now I have my strength but that also made him cuff me up to chains.

Every time, after the act he would belittle me, telling me no one is looking for me, that I have no hope but he doesn't know Esmeray blocks the voices from my head and reassures me that our mates will come.

One of the guards hands over my food twice a day. It was diluted with water and salt, convincing me that they don't know how to cook.

I was able to hide two forks today and I am trying my best to come up with a plan to escape.

Breaking the locks on the chain was harder than what I had read in the books. Pathetic books. They are of no use when I need them. 

I take that back.

I had to make it quick before he came. I have no clothes to hide the two forks from him.

 I don't know his name but I call him a bastard. Fucking pig of a bastard. I am thankful that my mother died instead of being locked up here with this self-centered psychopath.

"How is my puppet?" I jump when he appears in the cell. "Ready for another round?"

Then the idea clicked. You better work.

"No please," I let out a fake cry as I backed to the corner of the cell. "No more."

From the smile on his face I think, there was a hint of victory in his eyes but he was still doubting.

"You ready to play the game then." I nodded wordlessly looking too innocent. "Prove how useful you can be for me."

I took a deep breath in. Useful? Useful?! The only thing that I am going to be useful for is using my hands to bash out your head from your body you sick fuck.

"I'll do anything, please." Yes, anything to kill you. I am not going to let you use my mind again.

"Anything?" He tilts his head and I stop myself from my eye twitching.

"Anything." I nod eagerly making him show his full teeth.

"Then come here." He points to his side and I almost get up but then I remember that I am still in chains. "Aw, you poor thing. Why don't we get rid of that?"

The way he speaks calmly makes me itch. I nod, wary about each step he takes. 

I don't think these are one of his games. I feel conscious and Esmeray hasn't said anything to say otherwise.

I wait to know where he keeps his keys but to my surprise, he just holds the chains and tugs them off effortlessly. I am left speechless but I keep that surprise hidden on my fake innocent face.

He smirks and I look down. The chains were broken and a new set of chains took its place. Chaining both my wrists. Of course, he doesn't need keys. He made that look so effortless and it made me realise he could replace those chains with me.

As if he could read my thoughts, he grins.

I break out into a sweat when I remember the two forks. I look down at the jute bag, covering me above my thighs and below my neck. The forks were pressed firmly between my thighs. Yes, a dangerous position.