What Lurks in His Eyes

Chapter 8: Prisoner

Today I picked an instrumental piece by Jorge Mendez. I feel like it fits pretty well with the chapter...

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My eyes are shrouded in darkness as my senses find their way to me. I groan as the light invades my eyelids and chases off the peaceful unconsciousness that I've grown to love.

When I open my heavy eyes, I find that I'm in a small, dark room. There's no windows, and the lights are off so I have a hard time examining the room. Cold metal wraps around my ankles, and it's then that I realize that I'm chained to the wall.

My wounded body still aches with a never-ending pain, and a chilly draft nips at my exposed skin. I clench my teeth and groan from the constant pain. Everything hurts.

But perhaps, what's effecting me the most is my emotional pain.

I escape my cruel captors only to run right back into captivity. Right when I'm finally free, I'm suddenly caged again.

Is this my destiny?

To be nothing more than a slave and a prisoner to the cruel creatures that lurk this earth? Am I nothing more than a fugitive who is living a life on the run? 

I feel myself panicking, and I become light-headed. In my dazed state my mind fabricates Adrean standing beside me. His foul breath tickling my ears as he whispers words that have been ingrained into my mind since the beginning.

"You're Worthless."

"Get away from me!" I scream.

"You're just a slave."

"No!"

"You will never be loved."

My breath catches in my throat as I struggle on the ground, writhing in mental agony.

"You're tainted."

"P-please!" I sob. "I-I can't take it anymore."

"You're broken."

"Get out of my head!" I scream as I thread my fingers through my hair and pull violently. 

His voice becomes a quiet echo in my mind, and I sob violently on the floor. "J-just leave me alone." I plead, my body shaking in a cold sweat as I curl up into fetal position.

As Adrean's voice fades into the crevices of my mind, a wave of memories hits me like a hurricane. I shiver on the floor as another delusion takes place.

My skin crawls, as if I can feel every vampire's unwanted touch against my skin. It feels as if I can feel their harsh grips on my wrists once more as they brutally rape me. It's as if I can feel every single emotional and physical wound being ripped back open.

Every lash of the whip, every punishment, and every murder I've witnessed comes back to haunt me. 

The maid's faces from the castle comes into view, and it's as if I can see their broken eyes staring right into my soul.

"Why did you leave us here to die?" A maid's voice whispers.

"Selfish." Another one tsks.

"N-no I-"

"We're going to die. Don't we matter too?"

"I'm s-sorry!" I cry out, pulling my hair in desperation.

"Sorry won't bring us life."

"P-please leave me alone!" I scream. 

The voices and memories continue to haunt my mind until I am exhausted. I sob until I feel utterly weak, and can no longer keep my eyes open. I let sleep take me into dreams full of nightmares and pain.