Impossible to Forget

Chapter Fifteen

So Chapter 15 already... or finally. Gosh it seems like I started this story eons ago. I must be one of the slowest writers in history... Anyway, thanks to anyone who has actually read this far!!! It means a lot! But stick around because I am only, maybe, halfway through there is much to come!! Please comment and give me feedback and please please please vote and spread the word if you like my story!!!

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But one thing I knew above all else, this was the end. 

Or not...

My gag was actually quite tasty. It was sweet and while it had a cloth like feel at first, my saliva had started to dissolve it making it into a more sticky half melted marshmallowy texture.

“What is this?” Except, even to me, it sounded more like, “Washishish?”

“Oh it’s a giant marshmallow.”

Go figure, though exactly why Rohan would go around carrying giant marshmallows was a mystery I couldn’t even fathom. If he had been carrying it, how long had he been carrying it? Was that lint I tasted? Ew! Nasty! Damn thing was so sticky I couldn’t spit it out if I wanted to!

“Hihayew!”

“What was that Preeti? I think you need to learn to articulate your words because I really have no idea what you are saying.” I could just imagine the smug grin on his face, but there was really no point in rising to his taunt. I would just make a bigger fool out of myself by trying to talk.

Suddenly I felt a sharp pull of pain. The torture session had begun! I didn’t know what they wanted, but I would tell them whatever they wanted if they would only stop! Time and time again, the sharp pulls were repeated and my eyes teared up as the pain continued. Why me! I wanted to scream at them to tell me what they wanted so that this torture session would cease.

I felt the palette of my mouth slowly being freed as I ate the marshmellow. The pain continued, moving all over my face but never letting up. When I was completely rid of the sticky intrusion in my mouth, I opened my mouth to scream but the pain let up abruptly. I was startled enough that the scream died in my throat. My natural reaction was to try to lift my hand to my face, but unfortunately I only managed an inch before I was reminded of my restraints. I tried wiggling my hand to see if I could get enough room to slip out of the binding, but the cloth refused to give. 

“Relax Preeti, the worst is over. If you promise to calm down, I’ll untie you.”

“Calm down? You are a psycho! A maniac! You need to be treated and then stuffed in an asylum for life and then the afterlife!”

“The afterlife too? So you want me to haunt the asylum that I was placed in?” 

“No! You would be put in the asylum in hell!”

“There is an asylum in hell?” Rohan was snickering and I was seeing red.

“Yeah, I’ve been there personally. I know the warden and I’m going to tell him to save a special place just for you. So just enjoy your snicker while you can, as soon as I get out of here I’m calling him!”

“So you are going to call the warden of the asylum of hell?”

“Yes! What you don’t believe me? I’ll put him on speaker just untie me and give me a phone.” 

“Fine.”

I sensed Rohan moving behind me and his fingers fiddled with the knot on the blindfold. He tugged a couple of times but was unable to get it to loosten up. His fingers must have been too big and as they brushed against the back of my head, I was reminded that he was also a guy.