CHAPTER SIXTEEN: SCAPE

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While escaping through the asylum's halls, I feel as if I've been swallowed by darkness, leaving just an empty shell of myself behind. I do not exist; I am simply an inert body running, a zombie with no chance of salvation. Every corner I turn only leads me deeper into the abyss, the walls closing in around me like a suffocating embrace. The only sound is the echo of my footsteps, a constant reminder of my desperate attempt to flee from this living nightmare.


I race down the hallways as if my life depended on it, not looking where I'm going, and then I collide with someone.


He is tall, strong, and has numerous tattoos.


"Oh no, are you alright?" He inquires with a troubled gaze.


"No... I'm not okay. I'm..."


I am quiet. What am I doing, telling a stranger about my life? I never do that. But something about his presence makes me feel safe, like I can trust him.


"What's wrong?" he inquires.


"It's... it's nothing... I... I can't..."


"Tell me what's bothering you. I want to help."


I stare at him. He has dark hair and nice brown eyes.


"No one wants to help me," I say.


The man responds:


"That is not true. I want to help. My name is Alexander, and yours?"


"Arabella."


Alexander remains silent. He appears to be thoughtful. Has anybody told him about me? Perhaps yes. He wears a white coat. He asks:


"Tell me...what happened...?"


I do not want to think about that. My eyes well with tears, and I say:


"My uncle... he rejected me."


"He rejects you. What do you mean?"


I resolved to reveal the truth to the stranger. I want him to detest and avoid me.


"I told him I had feelings for him."


Alexander looks at me with a mixture of empathy and confusion.


"Feelings for him? Do you mean romantic feelings?"


I nod.


"And he... replied by telling you that you were wrong?"


"I know it's wrong, but I can't help it. The demon informed him."


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