Chapter 3

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I dream of a day when I will be with a guy who would sit there and drag his fingers over my skin distractedly. Not sexually but like it's physically comforting for him to feel me under his fingertips and know that I'm really there, but I know if the time ever came that I'm out from under everyone's control,that I'm so damaged I would never know how to interact or respond.

Sitting in french my mind wanders and surprisingly, or maybe not, the guy in that daydream is dante. He is alluring. I barely know him and I feel like I can barely breathe when he's around. Jason is a little splash of cold water on my face everytime i get too sucked in. It's like he knows I'm getting distracted and he makes sure I pay for it. Sometimes it's a pinch hard enough to bruise, sometimes its a tug on my hair thats a little too rough to be playful. While I sit there, mind wandering I receive one of those bruising pinches and I have to bite back a yelp to avoid alerting anyone. My eyes water as I look over at Jason. He grins and the look in his eye scares me. I avert my eyes and try to make it through the rest of class. At the end of the day i head home and get my chores done before heading to bed without eating.

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I look around in the dimly lit room and realize I'm alone. I let out a little huff of relief and close my eyes as thoughts creep in. No one would ever love me. No one would look at me and think "shes my happy ending." I'm a nobody and nobody's are never missed. I could die right now and no one would be the wiser. I couldn't stay in my zone. I curled into a ball and started crying quietly as the pain in my chest grew. I'm socially awkward, I'm not pretty, I mess up almost everything I do, I'm not good at anything, I'll never be loved, never belong...with these thoughts I make up my mind. First chance I get, I will end my existence. As I make this decision, the door opens and in walks augi and dante but as wolves. They walk up to me and nuzzle my face and hands before curling up around me. The door closes softly and the room falls into darkness and then someone is choking me. A light comes on over head and Jasons face is right there in mine... sneering at me. I look over to see dante and augi dead on the floor as Jason shoves me face first into the bed wrapping his hand around the front of my throat. He bites my neck and rips his mouth away dripping blood and as he smiles i see bits of my flesh resting in his teeth. I wake up with a scream trapped in my throat, tears clouding my vision.

Just a dream. It was just a dream. A terrible horrible nightmare. A sob escapes me. I turn over and cry softly into my pillow and fall asleep with tears in my eyes.


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