Unraveling Time

Chapter 25

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It's been awhile since I've updated so to remember what's happening feel free to read the last chapter
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My breathing thickens as the blood from my stomach pours. My body heaves and just wants to pass out but for some reason I'm fighting it.

"Oh look at you!" Silver squeals. "Taking it like a champ!"

With Blaze also holding a knife, he puts it down on the shiny metal table next to him.

Is he letting me off easy? Does he care for me? Maybe Silver was forcing him.

Oh if only I knew I was wrong.

My breathing only thickens more.

He reaches under the table and grabs a shiny needle with black thread.

"I've always wanted to do this!" Silver claps.

"W-what are you doing...?" I dangerously ask as I eye the thread.

Blaze sticks the thread through the pin like he would getting ready to sew.

But this...what is he going to do? Blaze reaches his hand over to my face with the thread and needle, getting dangerously close. I bet he can feel my breath on his hand.

Squealing and squirming is the only option I have.

I viciously thrash my body around as the needle gets closer and closer to my mouth. Blaze starts pricking my skin above my lip and I scream at the pain, only making it hurt more.

He digs in the new Shiny needle into my lip and puts it over my dry lips into my mouth as the black thread yarn loops over my lips.

I scream in terror from the pain in my mouth and lips. I start shaking harder then ever as blood pools in my lips.

Soon I give in and let darkness take over.

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I open my eyes as my eyelids just droop down again.

Standing over me is the psychotic couple. Blood splattering there faces.

"Good morning sleepy head!" Silver yells excited, "ready to see out masterpiece?!?"

Blaze hands me a little hand mirror in front of my face. I gasp at how I look.

Dark red blood spots stained my skin yarn is looped around my top lip and bottom lip. Bright red dots cover both of my cheeks.

I look like a puppet.

"No no no." I start shaking,  "No!"

I'm not going to be there little puppet.

"Oh yes! We control your life now." Silver says.

Oh no you don't crazy lady.

The pain in my stomach comes back with a high pitch like ping in the bottom of my stomach. I try to lift my head up but it feels like a bowling ball. As I lift up a couple inches I see my almost bare body.

My pale stomach shows a long mark with dried blood and covered in stitches. And I look back to my reflection. My anger boils up, teeth clench.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Don't you have a heart? Have you ever felt loved? Peace? What about your mother? Your father? Would they be proud? Would they be happy?" I start yelling out of anger. "Have you ever even felt anything?"