Twisting Fate

Flames

Chapter 18

I don't know how long I was out for, but my head was killing me. So was every other fiber of my body. I slowly began opening my eyes. Everything around me appeared to be a giant blur.

Then it was almost as if I was looking through a kaleidoscope. Duplicates of everything around me slowly start fading into one another. Eventually, after much squinting and shaking my head, I could see. The room was small. Just enough space for the bed, dresser, side table and one chair to fit.

The decor was rather plain. White walls. No pictures. The furniture was mismatched. Straight ahead was the only door in the room. No closet or ajoining bathroom. There was one window to the right of me which let in some sun. The only light allowing me to see at the moment.

After taking in my surroundings I started to feel a dull ache in my arms. I moved to rub the ache away but suddenly realized my arms were bound above my head. Frantically thinking of any possible explanation, I surveyed my body. Upon noticing I still had clothes on, my clothes, I was relieved. I hadn't been raped...hopefully.

Like my arms, my legs were also tied to the bed. I struggled and fought until my hands and ankles were raw. Droplets of blood began oozing from the sores I had created. Finally, I came to the conclusion my attempts were futile and were only serving to tire me out. I was about to start shouting when I heard a noise outside the door.

Someone's coming.

I gasped when I saw the mop of black hair appear. Those black, soulless eyes showed his amusement at my astonishment.

"Hey there Angel." He grinned at me sadisticly.

"Don't call me that!" I spat out. It was at this moment I realized my throat was extremely dry. Oh right, he drugged me.

"Oooo, have I offended you mate? My deepest apologies." His grin grew larger with every step he took closer to me.

Jeremy reached a hand to my cheek and I flinched. I felt as if I was shocked. Not the good kind of tingly sparks I was told would come from finding my mate. No, they were sharp like burns. It hurt to be touched by him and I was so glad it did.

His grin remained in place as he stroked my cheek, down to my neck, and across one of my arms. I kept a hateful glare on my face the whole time. I didn't want this bastard touching me. Lazira's growl in the back of my head confirmed that she agreed.

"He must not know." Lazira whispered to me. She sounded so broken and afraid. What on Earth could she mean?

"Lazira, what must he not know?"

"He can't know. He will kill them."

"Who will he kill?" I almost screamed at her.

She retreated to the back of my mind. I couldn't even sense her. What the hell is going on? My thoughts were interrupted by Jeremy.

"Oh the things I want to do to you right now baby. We can have ourselves a good time right now if you want?" He said rather suggestively.

"Go TO HELL!" I screamed in his face.

Jeremy's grin suddenly turned into a very angry scowl.

"You little bitch!" He roared. "You are mine and I will do as I please with you!"

I spit in his face with as much force as I could muster. He slammed his fist into my jaw before I could even blink.

"Don't make a sound." I told myself. "That's what he wants."

I sucked in a sharp breath before letting it slip out shakily. It's been a long time since I've been hit. But it's all the same. Always the same feeling. Pain. The pain is good though. If you can feel pain, you're still alive.

Suddenly jeremy was on top of me. Straddling his legs on either side of my torso. I squirmed and bucked and tried to get him off but I was still bound to the bed.

He grabbed the side of my face roughly and shoved my head to the side. Exposing my neck to him.

"You won't be able to disobey me now!" He growled in my ear.

"NOOO!" I screamed into his large hand over my face. The sound coming out dry and broken. Tears were streaming down my face faster than a river.

"No. No. No. No. No. Not like this. No. Oh God. Please help me!" I was begging to anyone who would hear. I saw his teeth elongate next to my face. I began to scream and thrash with all my might. I managed to yank one hand out of it's binds and slam it into his nose as hard as I could. From this angle I only succeeded in pissing him off more.

He snarled in my ear before slamming both of his hands around my wrists and forcing all of his weight on top of me. I couldn't move. I was helpless. I was defenseless. All at the same time his teeth sunk into my neck with such ferocity I'm surprised he did't rip my throat out.

I screamed bloody murder. I screamed so loud I swore the walls shook. I screamed so hard I forgot to breathe. His mark hurt. It burned like flames igniting under my skin and spreading like wild fire. Soon the pain was too much. I couldn't move. I was immobolized and my screams were drowned out by their selves.

I lay there beneath him, feeling the dizzyness start. Soon the darkness came from the sides of my vision. All I could see was his face. But it wasn't Jeremy's face. I saw Travis.

I saw Travis smiling at me. He was waving. But he wasn't alone. A little blonde haired, green eyed boy was on his hip. And a blue eyed, blonde haired girl was on his other hip. Twins.

The darkness finally arrived to save me from the flames from hell. I slipped into it hoping I would never wake up again. I don't want this monster's mark. I don't want to be at his wrath or mercy. I don't have Travis. Or those sweet little pups. I want to die.

"No." Lazira's whisper echoed off the walls of my mind before I succumbed to my sanctuary. The black obiss.