Lethal wish

Him again?

I wake up and exit the treehouse un noticed. I walk to the nearest town, my five dollars in hand. I enter a McDonald's. Everyone stares at me like I have grown two heads I keep calm knowing if I even become an aquatints with someone all hell will brake loose. I step up in line and order my meal, taking all the money I have. I quickly leave and go to my spot it's only the place me and Dutch met its not like there was an emotional connection or anything, it's was lying to myself and I knew it. When I arrived I took a bite into my sandwich, eager, it tasted soooo good ageist my tastebuds and I gobble it up not caring to savor the taste but as soon as I was about to get up I just about puke oh god I see Dutchs shadow cast over from behind me with that cocky grin plastered on his face. He takes a seat in front of me I lay my head on my knees as I hear his soft soothing voice "You know I want to help you....." There was a long pause "Why don't you let me? It's not your fault...." I tried to cry  to relive some tension but it just wouldn't work my eyes were dry. He was referring to my past... My friends... My town... All going down hill all of it engulfed by flames. But I didn't dare speak but in my mind all I wanted was to hold him close burry myself in his chest to let all the problems of the world fade away. But of course I was delusional like always. "I'm going to get you your favorite you look starved and there's no talking me out of it" I wanted to beg him to stay with me and never leave my side, but on other part of me was so glad he was getting me food and that he remembered what I liked. Soon I wrap up my thoughts and He sits in front of me and pushes the bag towards me "Just as you like it" he grinned and I looked down at the meal then I looked upon his face into those beautiful, solid green eyes I look deeper "what's wrong?" His expression so seriously, heck for all he knows I just left everything I left him I left my old life without a word said. "I can't do it" I whisper so softly I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't hear me I tried to keep my voice firm but it came out in more of a squeak. "Come on please Belle give me on other chance I won't let anything happen to you I swear..." I swallow hard a lump of emotions in my throat "it's not me I'm worried about" I couldn't bring myself to break eye contact I just couldn't I could do it so easily before but what can't I do it now? I couldn't let myself allow this this to happen but I really wanted to say screw it and go with him "ok enough of this bull, I'm dragging you there even if you disagree, you will spend two nights at my house no buts about it in those two days I will convince you to stay. I just nodded not at all realizing what he was saying and I mean what could I do? I had already finished my meal why he was talking. I space out right when we gazed upon the country side below us for we sat on a field. It was so hard I just urged to be with him, My heart overwhelmed with joy just thinking of spending the night at his place I flowed him keeping my guard up for as long as I can.
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His house is just as beautiful as I remember I smile as I finish drying my hair from the shower and I put my clothes on that I left here a while back while he washed the ones I wore recently. It grew dark outside and I decide to lay my eyes to rest I was so so so eager to fall onto the bed of softness, my nightmare of a past is entering my mind I become aware of the dreadful memory...
I was in my living room being slashed by the leather that is so terrifyingly familiar "you will never see that boy again you are a disgrace" my father continues to beat me as my mother does nothing but rather watch in amusement I have no family now that Dutch had been band he was the only person who cared he was the only one who would listen. "Dutch" I yell as I jolt awake feeling sharp pain all over my body almost as if the beating had happened recently as soon as I scream his name the door sings open he looks so worried for I could barley speak I don't know if it was from the dream or seeing him in a white shirt that showed all his muscles and his black sweatpants he calmly lays beside me in bed wrapping his arm around me I take in his sent and I only wish to be closer to him with that he pulls me close I begin to cry... Letting all of my emotions out onto him I would dread when we were to part. I looked into his comforting green eyes that shined into my blue ones, I stared at him almost like we were having a full on conversation without saying a word. I wrapped my hands around his back I was tiered or at least my eyes were but right now all that mattered was that all I care for was if Dutch was mine I wanted him to be with me I wanted us to lay there forever. I put my hands into his hair feeling his soft locks and right now I wanted nothing more than comfort- nothing more than a kiss. He smiled that toothy grin that made my heart skip a beat, an almost message came to mind "I can read your thoughts" I was somehow not shocked instead I blushed a little and smiled back, I could handle anything the world threw my way that was except Dutch whenever I see him I become giddy inside I just couldn't handle it this made no since to me. He pulls me closer to him were our chest touch and he whispered like the voice of an angel "can I kiss you?"
 I was shocked but I just simply nodded and before I knew what was next his lips met mine we shared a passionate kiss one that I wish would last forever. He separated his lips from mine and he grinned God I could feel that smile down to my toes I loved  that smile, I loved him. " I don't care if you have been through hell Belle, you have never changed" I was pleased with his words I hugged him tighter than the laws allow then stared at his face memorizing anything and everything I could. And just like that my lids closed falling into the comfort of his arms and I drifted to my 'happy place' I felt a peace wash over me. As much as I have learned one thing always comes forward "happiness doesn't last long"
I was in a cement room.... A cellar.... I have cuts and blood all over me I could almost feel the cuts to the bone, the oozing  blood making its way down my leg but an odd sense of numbness consumed me. A tall lean guy walks in with a look of pure evil he wore a black gown and his messy black hair hanged in his face. With all the courage I could muster  and confidence can build I spit out "what do you want with me?" my voice full of dread he releases a laugh that is almost as if pure evil almost nonhuman " Why angel what I want is...." There was a pause and my nerves were racked up  as I was unable to move "you" his lips queried into a sinister like smile. I was backed into a corner defenseless. (He grabs hold of my ankle) I feel a cold Hand as I am slung across the room I bite my lip just to try and manage the unendurable pain, as I hit the sement wall then as lifeless as I was, I fell to the ground. I open my eyes 'I will not give in' 'I will not give in' I pay attention to the now covered wall full of ropes, torches for this was a torture room and for some reason I can hear singing.... It must be under a chapel how ironic.... There are a few lit candles in the room only enough to see shadows. Cold hands grip my waist and I am being slung in every direction, knifes charge towards me, cat of nine tails is inflicted on me  I scream in pain my flesh peels off I can no longer hold in my screams. My hair is being pulled and I am in immortal shock I hit the ceiling and I am dragged across the wall coming so close to the torch I can feel nerves dying,the blisters on my skin with all colors of the rainbow spread among the sores . I then land on the floor out of breath, scared to death, almost completely unconscious I look around it seems as if the figure is gone, but my hart hammers in my chest at an unforgiving rate. I see black hair enter the top of my gaze and I shut my eyes tightly not wanting to see the demon, the figure of full evil. My body shakes, I'm overwhelmed by pain. I hear a sound almost as if wind was cut like a swoosh. I crack my eye lids open and my gaze is covered with white feathers, I quickly loose filling in my legs and stomach, all I may move is my arms and head. I reach my hand out and feel the feathers I widen my eyes "are they wings?" I think out loud
( I was going to put without thinking after that sentence lol "thinking out without thinking" lol)