BOUND BY DESTINY

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

Megan.

Two weeks later, ...

"Megan please help me! Save me!" she pleaded her blue eyes full of tears, as blood kept oozing out of her mouth.

I tried pulling her out, I tried so hard. I placed my right hand on the car door and pulled with all my might, but it didn't budge. I kept on pulling as her screams of agony ad pleading filled my ears.

Then a stinging pain on my arm. I raised my head to face my lover "I'm already dead Megan. You couldn't save me. You failed. You're a failure."

Her nails dug into my flesh causing me to bleed. I tried pulling my hand away, but her grip was too tight. I couldn't move.

Blood started coming out of her eyes, nose and ears, warm crimson liquid everywhere. I screamed and I screamed, before everything went dark.

I was now in an empty dark room, with a dim light shining on my blood-stained face and battered body. I stood on my wobbling feet, trying to search for anyone to save me, begging, crying but only silence was my response. Then chaos;

Voices everywhere, but I couldn't understand what they said. I recognized their voices, I called for their names but it felt like no one could hear me, the words kept repeating themselves again and again. I didn't see anyone; the voices were in my head.

"I'm already dead Megan" Miranda's voice said coldly.

"You're a failure Megan. You can never do anything right. You destroy everything you touch." My dad's voice said, before he sent me to disciplinary camp. He looked so disappointed.

"You used me and discarded me like I was nothing. You disgust me Megan." Kim's hurt voice said, her face flashing in my head.

"You left me and for what, for who...? You'll always be alone." She mocked "nobody will ever love you, because they see who you really are. You're evil Megan."

I placed both hands on my ears, trying to block out their chanting but nothing. I begged for their forgiveness, I pleaded but nothing could stop the voices. They seemed even louder. Then,

"Are you good or evil Megan?" that soft angelic voice said, then turned into a sneer "You're evil Megan. I will never be with someone so disgusting... don't touch me ever again! I don't love you...hahahha"

"You're a failure...hahaha" Blond guy mocked aiming his pistole at my head.

Laughter, yelling, snickering, sneers, while I cried and shouted, but nobody ever came for me. Nobody ever did. I will always be alone.

***

I bolted out of bed, feeling a burning pain on my spine and left arm. My back was on fire. It hurt so much that I let out small grunts as I dragged myself on the floor, to my inside bathroom.

It felt like that horrible day all over again, the pain excruciating as I managed to reach the shower. I hastily turned the water on, and let out a pained sigh as the cold liquid cooled my hot skin.

I began the breathing exercises I was taught, to calm my thundering heart and try to regain some composure. After almost two hours, I felt like I could finally breath again and move my muscles without being in constant pain.

I laid on the floor of my bathroom, in a fetal position, and allowed the water to flow over me, as I sobbed. I couldn't stop myself, so I allowed my body to release the pain I'd been carrying for two weeks now.