Thirty

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It’s been three torturous weeks and three days. My anger towards Blaze grows with every passing minute, every time I replay what Harrison told me. How could she betray me like that? Betray Si like that? I trusted her with everything. Si trusted her too, and now she’s gone because of Blaze.

I can’t hold back the sobs as I cry out, clutching the long plain pink gown I’m wearing—one of the few things Harrison gave me. My body trembles, and the infection down there is getting worse. It feels like fire, an unbearable itch and pain that spreads deeper every day. I need to be treated immediately, but I can’t escape this place. I feel so trapped, so helpless.

I want to kill myself. Maybe then the pain would stop. Maybe then I wouldn’t have to think about how the person I trusted the most ruined everything. But I can’t. I can’t do anything except hate Blaze. And God, I hate her so much. I want her to suffer like I am now, like how Si must’ve suffered because of her.

The pain in my chest grows, and I clutch it, feeling like I can’t breathe. It’s suffocating. My thoughts race, and all I see is red. She was the one I trusted most after Si. I saw Si in her. But now… now all I see is the person who ruined everything. She’s the reason I’m stuck here. The reason everything is falling apart.

I hate her. I hate her so much. She doesn’t deserve anything but pain.

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