Every night was the same. Tossing and turning, my head was spinning from the nightmares I couldn't escape. Every time I awoke I had yet to realize it wasn't only a nightmare. It wasn't a dream. It was real, just another episode of the incident. I felt like I was trapped in a box, with every direction I turn to look, there it is. There he is. But who. I felt like I was worthless. A part of me was gone, wasted.
It had been 10 days since the accident and the abduction of my body and mind. I could feel myself going insane looking for answers. Wishing I would wake up one night to find this all to be one big illusion.
I needed to shower. I showered once since I have been home. When I showered I tried to scrub my skin as if I were scrubbing the "nightmare" away. Red blotches covered my body. Now that they're all healed I would try again to shower and find peace or comfort.
Grabbing my shampoo, conditioner, body wash, bar of soap, a towel, a wash cloth, and epsom salt, I slipped in the bathroom with my eyes closed. After closing the door I slowly slid down the bathroom door until my waist met the floor. I sat there clueless as to what I would do next. My heart began to pound filling my ears with a drum-beating sound. Again I closed my eyes and rose up. Still with my eyes closed I separated my towel and wash cloth from the rest of the bathing materials I had brought into the bathroom. I threw the towel on the back of the toilet and tossed the rest into the bathtub.
Breathe in, breathe out. I opened my eyes and there she was. The girl. Not the girl I know but it was me... Gasping for air, I felt powerless. Hopeless. Lost. My mouth opened and I wanted to scream as loud as I could. Nothing came out. Only noises sounding from myself trying to breathe. I felt suffocated. Chocked. A streaming river of tears poured down my face and neck. I couldn't stand the view. My heart was completely broken.
Compelled, I undressed. My eyes somehow wanted more but I knew it would kill my soul to see what he... What he had done to me. My tears streamed down my face like a waterfall rushing off a cliff. Bruises and hickeys covered about 30 percent of my body, from my chest to my waist and upper thighs.
My emotions ran wild and a dizziness filled my head. I felt nauseous and overwhelmed to the point where I thought I would...
"Fai! Fai! Get up Fai!" Dee was holding me, eyes watering and her face exploded with concern.
"Dee, I can't feel my body." I mumbled softly falling back into a blank state of mind.
I woke up to the glimpse of Dee in the hospital chair staring at me. It felt like deja vu. Again I had resumed to my blank state of mind. I blacked out but I could faintly hear voices in the background.
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Alive .
RomantizmThere's more than meets the eye. Fai is a living example of that idiom. Fai has internal issues that not many people know about. She isn't your average rich girl. Bad things always find their way to her. Day after day she never found a reason to sta...