The Essence of Sin and Sacrifice

Chapter 8: Death and Healing

OMG I HAVENT UPLOADED IN A LOOOONG TOME!! So sorry about my abesence! I've been busy with school and my other books. BUT ITS FINALLY SUMMER WOOOO!!

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(Jayden's POV)

I don't know how long it's been but, I think the demons are starting to not hurt us a lot. Aside from Tetsuo and Sayden getting into stupid arguments and fights.

I'm laying on the floor, just staring at the ceiling. Thinking about what our familys are even doing.

Are they even looking for us?

Do they even care?

Are they even worried?

My thoughts were caught off by pain through my head. I've been getting countless migraines in the past few day and they don't seem to be getting easy on me.

"Ow..!" I winced.

"Jay? You okay?" Torin asked me. "Yeah..just the usual pain." I said, a hint of sarcasm in my voice.

"Just relax for a bit, it'll pass." Devin said. "Yeah, concrete floor is just sooo comfortable!!" I said sarcastically.

Okay, maybe my attitude has changed when I've been here. But just getting whipped and kicked has just gotten to my head.

"Ah..sorry you two. It's just I've lost my mind! Constant pain and suffering for all of us! I mean, what the fuck are we gonna do!? Let them beat us to the death! Fuck no!" I screamed.

"Jay! Calm down, you're freaking out again!" Torin said. I growled and glared at him.

"Well no shit Torin!" I yelled.

Then I completely regret it.

"T-Torin...I...I'm so sorry I didn't..I didn't mean it! I..UH!" I was so aggravated.

I stomped over to a corner of our cell and sat down with my knees clutched up to my chest.

I felt a sting on my heart, tears began to blur my vision.

And they fell.

(Torin’s POV)

This has been the 7th time she has broken down like this. I can understand the way that she feels, being locked up in here, desperately waiting for help to arrive. It has driven all three of as to the point of near insanity. So I really don’t blame her. I myself have not been doing so well either. Ever since Alterra tortured me for the first time by slitting my wrists open, I have this hunger for pain. Everyday an additional few cuts get made into my arm. Jayden has healed them countless times, but that hasn’t stopped me.

I am leaning up against the wall of the cell, tossing a chunk of concrete up and catching it with my good hand. It seems like we are hurting ourselves more than the demons are hurting us.

I sigh and catch the chunk in my hand, tossing it at the opposite side of the cell. “Anyone got anything to eat?”, I said mostly to myself because hunger has been another problem here. The only things we have been eating are whatever the demons happen to scavenge from the outside world. Also the occasional rat. Don’t ask.

My temperament has also not improved. I am able to control my anger, but recently it has been very high and I barely hold myself back. Sooner or later, I might explode like a detonated bomb.

Other than that, things here have been pretty boring. We mostly just sit around, aside from my occasional, habit, so to speak.

I push myself off the wall and walk over to the spot near my bed where I have been keeping track of the days. I scratch another mark with my hook. 16. How much longer will this go on? Hehehehe… Maybe if you just kill them… I shake my head vigorously. NO!!! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!!! Alterra has found a way to manipulate my own thoughts so she doesn’t have to talk herself.