Drops of regret

back in hell

I sat in my room.

Puzzled.

Confused.

Thinking.

What just happened?

Damien's eyes were still in my mind. Those evil, hungry eyes, that was intending to hurt me. But him. That man. The boy who I felt I'd seen before. He saved me. Saved me from Damien. I don't even know his name.

"Christina are you okay" my mom said and opened the door and turned on my bedroom light. I looked at her. "Why were you crying?" she asked and whipped my eyes. I hugged her. I felt safe and still Damien entered my mind.

I called my brother Sam who is at work. I was crying over the phone. "Christy what's wrong?" he asked. "I just can't explain right now, I just needed to talk to you" I said. "WHAT HAPPENED!" he yelled.

I couldn't take it I hung up.

An hour past and Sam came home. He rushed into my room and yelled at me. "Did someone hurt you!" he yelled I nodded. "Who" he calmly said and held my hand. "I didn't know him" I said lying.

Sam hugged me trying to calm me down.

The next day at school I hid in the office.

Mrs. Dani the principal told me to go to class.

Then it was lunch. Once again Damien sat next to me. His cold breath blowing on my neck I wanted to run. Hide. Just get away from him. Where is that mystery boy right now? Can't he just run away with me in his arms again?

I want him with me right now and never go away. Damien smiled at my pain and agony as I kept quiet. Jenna drove me home after school. She asked why she needed to, I never told her.

For a week I was muted. I never spoke I never looked at Damien, I cried at night.

I was Back in Hell every day at school. Damien's torment continued on.

I wanted to die.