Part Of Me (Ereri / Riren)✔️

New Divide

I can't help but laughing at that photo just XD
Made this one much longer cause I had so much inspiration (thank you riren121 :3) hope you enjoy
Stay classy ;3
-Izzy-chan ❤️

-Erens PoV-

"P-please......."

Whack.

"S-stop...."

Whack.

"H-h-help......."

WHACK!

I was on my breaking point. Today's torture weapon was a baseball bat. He was feeling nice today he said. Jason was a cold, and cruel monster. He was a bare neck. What is a bare neck you ask? A bare neck is a person who was born without a necklace, once they turn 18 they are immediately disowned from their family, and also their entire community. He never stopped, when I begged and pleaded, he never stopped. Never will. How long has it been since I have seen sunlight? The bright light up in the sky, shining down and giving life to the flowers and the animals. My legs felt weak, as did my arms. Sometimes, he would tie my hands on a pole connected to the ceiling, and I would lose feeling in my arms. Then he would slice my arms with whatever knife he chose, after he was done, some lady would be sent it to heal me and feed me, give me water and tell me i could beat this torture. I would ask her the date, and she would tell me, but I haven't seen her golden hair in who knows how long, so I've completely forgot what today is.

5......

4......

3.......

2......

1......

0.

Time felt like an eternity, endless, never knowing when it's stops or when it begins. So I counted in my head what I think a second was, what I thought a hour was, what I hope is a day. Where's Levi? Is he okay? Is everyone okay? I hope so.

Whack

I stayed silent, except for when I a cry of pain which gave him a pleased smirk. His yellow teeth shining from the dim lantern.

Whack.

Another cry of pain.

My heart thumped harder as I let my head go limp and fall. My arms were tied behind my back as I breathed heavily. I was numb, except for when he hit me, was when I felt the pain. The terrible and burning pain. The first few beatings were the worst, I had a dry and scratchy throat from the screaming, which made him shake with pleasure. I was still cold, very cold. I felt like I was dumped into a freezer and left to die in the cold forever. Alone. I am alone, at least that's how I felt. My wrists burned from being tied so tightly behind me. My ankles weren't chained. I don't know why. I couldn't escape, I know I couldn't. Once I stood up I would most likely collapse and have to crawl away. I would need at least an hour alone, with the door wide open and unlocked. My eyes most likely had large dark bags under my eyes and my eyes were probably bloodshot. I haven't eaten in what feels like years, so my ribs were most likely showing. I just feel so alone, and scared, and hungry, and numb. I can't breath, my lungs burn, I can't see, my eyes hurt, and I can't walk, my legs feel like they have been chopped off. My head kills me, I'm drowning in my thoughts, he hasn't hit my head, surprisingly. He has hit my face, so I probably had a cut lip of bruised cheek. My clothes were old and tattered, even though the lady changed my clothes just a few beatings ago, when I was raped. That's right. I closed my eyes and let out a breath once I heard he left the room. Today's beating was over. Now I know what you're thinking. Once a day is a beating right? Why don't you just count beatings as a day. Not that easy. Sometimes it would only be a matter of hours (or what felt like it) until he came in again, and gave me another round of pure torture. The burning pain of the new weapon or tool he used against me. It's been forever since the first weapon he has ever used on me was used again. I'm so thankful for that, I don't want to talk about what that certain tool did, but it brought pure raging pain. I let a single tear drop from my eye as I cried my heart out, just wanting to be saved. I opened my mouth, but no words were able to come out.