You're My Crimson Relief & Pain.

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Chapter 19: (your pov)

As the evening settled in and the mansion was shrouded in an eerie silence, I found myself consumed by a torrent of emotions. Despite reading Aaira's diary, the overwhelming sense of despair only intensified within me. Each word on those pages served as a painful reminder of the life I had lost, the happiness I once knew now nothing but a distant memory.

The weight of self-loathing bore down on me, suffocating me with its intensity. I despised myself for being trapped in this wretched existence, for succumbing to the manipulative machinations of Jungkook and his twisted world. Every fiber of my being screamed for release, for an escape from the torment that had become my reality.

In the midst of my anguish, a sense of bitter resentment seeped into my soul. I loathed everyone in this forsaken place, from Jungkook, the tyrant who held me captive, to the indifferent servants who turned a blind eye to my suffering. The utter lack of compassion, the callous disregard for my humanity, it was all too much to bear.

I felt really, really upset. I hated everyone around me, even the guy who kept me here and the people who ignored my pain. It hurt so much that they didn't care about me.

Feeling desperate. I shouted so loudly, I stumbled to the balcony, my heart pounding with a mixture of rage and despair. With a voice hoarse from screaming, I unleashed my anguish into the night, my cries echoing into the void.

I dragged myself to my feet, my limbs heavy with exhaustion as I made my way to the balcony. Peering out into the gathering darkness, I watched as the servants and maids went about their duties, oblivious to my suffering. Anger boiled within me, fueling the fire of my defiance as I screamed for help into the empty night.

Y/n: Help me! Please, someone help me!

I cried out, my voice raw with desperation. But my pleas fell on deaf ears, drowned out by the cacophony of whispers and murmurs that surrounded me.

The servants looked at me, feeling both scared and interested. They whispered to each other, probably talking about me. Their eyes made me feel judged, reminding me how alone I was.

But I refused to back down, refused to allow myself to be silenced by their indifference. With every fiber of my being, I screamed for someone, anyone, to come to my aid.

But still, no one came.

Y/n: Why won't anyone help me?!

I screamed really loud and cried a lot, asking for someone to save me. But nobody said anything back, all I got back was silence, reminding me how alone I really was. I screamed and cried, begged. But it felt like the silence was so loud, making me realize how all by myself I was.

While I was feeling really sad, I saw the maids in the garden looking at me. They talked quietly, making me even more upset. Their uncaring words and making fun of me just made things worse. It fuel the fire of my frustration, their indifferent chatter and cruel mockery of my suffering.

Y/n: Save me Please, I beg You, please save me !

I cried and Cried but no use, they all were as emotionless as anyone else in this house, But even as I raged against the injustice of my plight, hunger gnawed at my insides, a relentless reminder of my physical needs. The emptiness in my stomach mirrored the emptiness in my soul, a gaping void that no amount of food could fill.

Feeling all alone and abandoned, I went back to my dark room. It felt like my sadness was crushing me, like a heavy blanket suffocating me. Each moment, it seemed like the darkness was getting closer, like it might swallow me up completely.

In the silence of the night, I was left to wrestle with my demons, I couldn't stop thinking about how much I hated myself and how hopeless I felt. Lying there, overwhelmed by sadness, I wondered if I would feel this way forever. I couldn't help but wonder if this was to be my fate for eternity.

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