Obsession • Jerome Valeska

Quatre

TRIGGER WARNING

-Mentions rape

-Claustrophobia (fear of closed and small spaces)

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When people say that every single bone in their body is aching, they are usually being sarcastic.

But as I lay in the cold elevator, alone the next morning dry tears shining on my face, that statement couldn't be truer.

Greenwood and Aaron crawled out of that elevator after they had finished their work, seven hours, fifteen minutes and thirty-one seconds ago.

I stared at the dead man's expensive watch carefully, my eyes heavy and needing sleep but my head wouldn't allow it.

I felt dead inside like they had killed my soul and all that was left was an empty shell.
I was trembling, I could barely keep my fingers still.

I sniffed and carefully wiped the tears running down my cheeks.

Ding

I froze, my shaking picking up again as I struggled to crawl away from the entrance and into the corner, expecting the worst.

The doors creaked open and I heard a small chuckle "oh Harley, if you are going to try and escape, use the stairs" Jerome says walking into the small metal space.

He seems to have ignored the dead body that was carelessly slumped on the floor leaving a puddle of crimson blood around his pale and cold body, and throws my tired body over his shoulder and begins to take his time walking back to the hotel suite.

"It took hours to find you, you naughty thing," he said grinning widely like he didn't mind at all that I could have disrupted their entire operation "Aaron and Greenwood were looking for ages..." he said rolling out the 'a'.

I kept my mouth shut, focused on my aching ribs that we pressed harshly against Jerome's shoulder "we finally came up with a plan" he continued but I was barely listening as my eyelids became heavier and heavier.

I was beginning to doze off before I heard the key words of his story "we'll collect the ransom and then we'll drop you on down with Jimbo at the GCPD".

I could barely contain my thoughts as my brain weaved in and out of focus, I felt like I was going insane.

"You've dug up quite a stir Harley doll, you're all over the news," he said dramatically, I could clearly picture the grin that would be plastered on his face.

My eyes prickled with tears as I thought of my family, what they must be going through, Mum would be worried sick. She would be pacing the floor like she always does when she's nervous.

Avery would have had to come home from College...I can picture faces, but they are starting to blur.

My mind floated back to last night and I shivered, pain, so much pain.

My hand balled into fist and I punched Jerome in the back as hard as I could, causing him to let out a throaty groan and fall to his knees, loosening his death grip on my waist.

I can't go through it again.

I wiggled off of him and clumsily got to my feet and stood still, my brain was going into overdrive as I tried to get my legs to move but they were frozen as if they had turned off completely, I felt frustrated, terrified and angry all at the same time as utter panic clouded my whole body.

I managed to take a few shaky steps forward but I couldn't force my legs to function properly, "why to they have to always fight back?" I child-like and grumpy voice said from behind me as Jerome finally got to his feet.

What are you doing!? Run! Move your legs you idiot! RUN!

I span around and screamed loudly as he raised the gun high in his hand a brought it down on my head will all the force he could muster.

The room spun around me as I blindly reached for his dressing gown as I fell to the hard around, I felt my mind being sucked into a portal of nothingness as quickly as lightning, as a was knocked out completely.

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Breathe.

I felt cold, something tickled my nostril as my eyes tried to heave themselves open with no avail, my body was slumped in an awkward position on a hard surface.

I tried to grasp what had happened but my memories were blurry and shuffled.

....Elevator

....Greenwood

.....Jerome

Jerome.

My head was aching like someone was repeatedly hitting it with a sledge hammer, I clenched my eyes tightly as my head surged with a pound of pain.

I opened my eyes and saw blackness, I was lying on something hard, I wriggled my arm out from under my body and pushed myself up causing another wave of pain to crackle through my skull.

I could see the outline of a bed and two doors, I crawled over to he first one and locked my palm around the handle and twisted it over and over again frustratingly.

Locked.

I struggled to get to my feet as I wobbled over to the other door, I blindly felt for the handle and managed to twist it open, I slapped on a light switch and felt utter defeat cloud my insides.

A fucking bathroom.

I whined and ran towards the other door banging on it repeatedly "HELLO!?" I shouted slapping the door pathetically "HELP!" I screamed as loud as my vocal cords would let me.

I felt my knees wobble under me as my head exploded again, I froze and grabbed my head tightly, my teeth clenched as it slowly passed.

I opened my eyes again as they filled up with tears, my vision blurred as I let out a frustrated scream, throwing my body against the door with all the force I could muster.

I fell to the floor like a sack of potatoes and held my shoulder as it erupted with pain, I squeezed my eyes shut and banged my feet on the ground like a child.

I stood up and walked around the room in the small circles gripping the roots of my hair, frustration surging through my entire being.

"LET ME OUT LET ME OUT LET ME OUT!" I screamed collapsing to the floor in a heap, I breathed in quickly and strenuously, my eyes wide and blood shot.

The wall were closing in, I clenched my eyes shut and crawled into a ball.

"Make it go away...make it go away" I whispered to myself rocking back and forth, tears streaming down my face.

I sobbed loudly as I buried my head in between my knee my teeth sinking into my lip until it drew blood.

I felt the disgusting taste of copper in my mouth as I gritted my teeth together like I was being tortured.

My dirty blonde hair stuck to my head as I fell to my side, trembling like a leaf "make it go away....make it go away"

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