Knight In Distress

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After that I lost track of time.

You know that feeling when you're pushed to your limit and you can't take anymore so you start being numb to everything around you?

That was me now. I sat still on my bed. No, not still. More like stationary. I was incapable of moving. All I could do was stare at the wall clock and watch its hands tick by, reminding me how long I have been here. My brain was probably too drained do anything else but sit and stare. Drained both physically and mentally. I don't think anything that could happen can make me feel worse.

Days passed as I was continually being injected with fluids that I had not bothred to know what.The first time they tried to do that, three of them ended up being injured due to my constant trashing and shouting, screaming for Luke to help me, even though I knew he wasn't going to come. But once they injected me with the syringe, I fell into unconciousness almost immediately. And after a few more days, I decided to stop fighting. It was pointless. Nothing I could do would get me out of here. So I just slept.

How long? I lost track.

Dreams nevr came. Just nightmares. It was just darkness. Never ending darkness. Sometimes I would wake up in the middle of the night in cold sweat and screaming for everything to stop, begging for someone to make it stop. But nothing and no one ever came. Just like when I was a kid. There was no one there to calm me down and sang me to sleep. I was alone. There was nobody I could trust. Who knew who else would end up betraying me? Who know how many more times I would have to get hurt before I find somebody to trust? Sometimes I think being alone was better. That way, no one could hurt you. But look where being alone got me? Trouble, heartache and problems follow you everywhere you go. You can't escape it.

Even in my slumber, I still see Luke. Sometimes it felt real. Like he was really here. Wherever here is. I felt his hand in mine, his fingers brushing my cheeks softly while I slept. I even imagined that he apoligized, begged me to keep fighting and asking me to never leave. I wanted to reach out to him and tell him that there was no place else I could go. That I stopped fighting, and that I will never leave him. But I couldn't move. None of my limbs seem to be under my control. I wanted to scream at him and ask him why he did this, but my brain wouldn't allow it. All I could do was stay there and not move. Luke had stayed for a while but much too soon left. I would be lying if I said I didn't want him to stay. Because the truth is, I just wanted to go back to our first date when we were relaxing under our  tree.

Had I still been living in my fairytale, I would think that it was all real. But I know better than to let my mind decieve me. I didn't want him to leave, even it was just in my dreams, I wanted him to hold me in his arms, and tell me that everything was okay.

I know what he did hurt me, so much more than anything else actually, but I still love him. I can't bring myself to do otherwise. I just can't. I'm willing to give up anything just to be with him. But was he willing to do the same?

I wanted nothing more than to tell him what I thought and to ask him to stay. But I knew he wouldn't. I knew it was wrong to ask for him to. Sad to say that everytime I woke up, I was hoping to see him there. But he wasn't. All that was in my cell was the things they had left for me.

A tray of food was always delivered to my cell every 10:13 am, but I never touched it. Who knows what they put in that sandwich. A pail of water was left by my door every morning, waiting to be used.

Watching the clock tick by and staring at the metal door, waiting for it to burst open while my knight in shinning armour saves me. But that's highly unlikely since my knight turns out to be the son of the evil witch who seeks revenge. After all I've been through, I knew more than to expect that to happen.