I'll Never Let Anyone Hurt You. *(Warm Bodies - A Perry Kelvin Love Story.)*

Chapter 5.

 I feared someone would ask this. It's not exactly the happiest moment of my life for sure.

"You don't have to answer that E. That was rude and we wouldn't want to bring up bad memories." Perry said looking at Julie with a 'what are you doing' look.

"No it's okay." I said looking down at my intertwined hands. I took a deep breath and sat on the coffee table across from them.

"Okay, um. Well the last thing I remember was sleeping. I woke up suddenly because I couldn't breath." I could feel tears brimming my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. I looked down at my knees. I couldn't bear to look at either of them in the eyes.

"I was being suffocated by my own pillow. I past out and the person who tried to kill me brought me to a dark, cold place. He would drug me." I said my voice cracking.

And do terrible things to me." I said arching down crying. I held my face in my hands water seeping through my fingers. Someone rested their hand on my back, but I pulled away instinctively. I pulled my shirt up showing them my back, what that monster had done to me.

Scars were ubiquitous. Scars from knive slashes, burn marks, bite marks, Corpse marks. I heard someone gasp so I pulled my shirt back down.

"He would cut me, burn me, one time he even brought aggressive dogs in. For a year this went on until one day he came back a different person. He was bloody and he wasn't walking right. He ran at me, biting my wrist." I said showing them my wrist that had a blue bite scar on it.

"R found me and hit the guy upside the head. I was flopping and flailing around. It's like I was having a seizure. It felt like my whole body was on fire. R came over to help me and then the man got up and bit him on the wrist as well." I said looking at R with deep contrite. If he never would of looked for me, he would most likely still be a Human. It was quiet for a while and I could feel the stained tears on my face. I cleared my throat and looked around. Everyone was sad and held a look of sympathy, but I don't want people to feel sorry.

"Please don't feel sorry. This is something that I could never control. Plus it happened a long time ago and we can't change the past. I'm going to bed. Goodnight." I said standing up from my spot and walked to the kitchen pouring myself a glass of water.

"There's a room upstairs for all of you. Have a great night." I said walking to my room and hopping in my green and brown polka-dotted comforter. I pulled the blankets over my shoulders snuggling into the blankets. It was ice-cold tonight.

I replayed everything that I just discussed with Julie, Perry, and R. I hated thinking about that memory. Why couldn't I have a good memory before I left. I was kept in that underground basement for over a year, and no authorities could help because they were caught up with the epidemic.

At the time, I didn't know there was an epidemic because that awful man held me prisoner and cut off from society. I stared at the walls for what felt like ever. I just continued to stare blankly and soon my eyes got heavy and I fell asleep.

*"Evangeline, honey come to momma."  A beautiful woman with majestic honey gold blond hair swaying behind her. The beautiful little girl's hair, who oddly looked like me, swished behind her as she ran to her mom's arms with a sunflower in hand.

"Mommy, I got you a flower." She said in a cute, innocent voice handing the flower to her mother, who stuck it behind her ear.

"You look like a princess mommy." The little girl said smiling and caressing her momma's porcelain face. The mother smiled and picked another flower out of the garden sticking it behind Evangeline's ear.