DOMINATED

EXORDIUM

tw: mentioning blood, blade, guns, bruises, etc.

Love couldn't be this hurtful as it is. He didn't message me for almost 3 weeks after that incident. I am devastated, my room is messy as well as my hair. Everything is dark, the lit of street lights outside is the only thing that could make my messy room alive because i'm dead.

Everything was swallowed one night. I feel so dirty, I feel like there's something lingering throughout my body— it's the uncanny touch, the shadows, the voices, the laughter and the whispers. I didn't see anything, all I wanna do is leave my body with my soul— walk, run, walk, run.

“You will never run away from me, Dominique.” it’s the voice again. It’s husky, territorial, dark, it’s making me choked.

“I marked you. You are mine.”

The pain lingers. A scratch, I screamed until I lost my voice. The heavy hand on my abdomen is tingling, the blades are creating huge bruises through my skin and the thread, the narrow one is digging my skin inside over and over. My breath couldn’t even be registered. My voice is breaking into the midst of the threading sound as well as the blood on my veins are coming out and falling... falling...

“Scream more... I want that.”

A demon is killing me. Torturing me. I am helpless, my hands are tied up, my feet are also tied. My eyes are covered, my visions are dark, but my feelings are giving up. I still maintain my breath while I cry out loud every time a narrow piece kisses my abdomen and creates some circles, draws, or whatever the demon does.

Even a single word couldn’t come out.

He wiped it out. I felt his rough palm rubbed on my abdomen after he put a piece on me. A heavy footsteps lingers around my ear and breathes that leaning against my face. I wanna hold back and pull my face off him until I smell him.

He smells like a rose, a manly rose and a mint from his mouth.

“You better sleep tight.” he whispered and put something on my arms. I scream again, but it becomes an echo, I couldn’t feel my body anymore until everything went blank.

I woke up on the streets with the loud noises of the dogs. I looked around and I saw some garbage, I looked at my arms and hands, and my barefoot, my body and my white dress was ripped, I hugged myself and lost my balance. I hugged my knees and put my head on it and cried. So hard that all I can feel is heaviness and dizziness. A few more minutes later, I heard footsteps, I slowly stood up and walked as slowly as I could.

A small steps made me walk on my way to our house. It’s still night, probably around 11:30 pm and there’s no other cars on the area except for some street dogs that are barking and the lonely street lights around the corners.

I reached for our gate but my vision became blurry, I reached for the doorbell and click them a thousand times.

Wala ni isang bumukas, natumba ako habang hinahayaang bumagsak ang mga luha, maya-maya pa ay nakarinig ako ng malakas na kidlat, muli kong niyakap ang aking tuhod at humagulgol. The coldness of the air lingers as the rain poured hardly.

Naramdaman ko ang lamig ng tama ng ulan sa aking balat, ang yakap ng malamig na hangin, ang nakakabinging pag bagsak ng ulan sa kalye.

Muli kong sinubukang tumayo kahit na nahihilo, muli kong pinindot ang doorbell hanggang sa nakarinig ako ng malakas na pag bukas ng lock. Muli akong napaupo sa sahig at isinandal ang ulo sa tarangkahan naming bakal, I was in the middle of closing my eyes when I heard a scream.

“Ma’am Dominique?!” it was from Ate Lisa. A small smile appears on my face as I let myself drown in coldness and pain, everything went blank once again.