His Mistress

Chapter seven

Belligerently, I struggled for life. I stumbled to the floor. My feet were trampled. I witnessed my blood spilled out of my nose. I was dying, I knew I was, it was uncontrollable. Adrenaline coursed through my veins. I was panting like I ran a marathon race. My breath was beginning to cease.
She slapped me again causing blood to gush out of my mouth like water. I was totally dehydrated. For the first time, I wished for death. Pictorially, I didn't capture her face. I only saw her eyes, it was evil, full of darkness, it was a real definition of cruelty. Her face was covered with a dark attire,she made only her eyes to show. I couldn't look into her eyes for another nanosecond.

I've never been so timorous in my life. I know myself to be a daredevil but I couldn't stand her sight. She threw me in an extremely enormous room, a room full of skulls and bones, blood and knives, skull and crossbones, it was so suicidal. My throat went dry automatically when I saw all of that. I was severely tortured, my face was swollen, there wasn't any mirror in the dark room but I knew my face was swollen.

Thoughtlessly, I grabbed a bottle that contained some amount of liquid, I opened it, was about to pour it straight in my mouth when she hit my hand so hard, making the bottle to somersault on the floor and broke. The smell was toxic, God, I'm dead, I whispered to myself. I gulped hard with the little or no saliva I had, I looked round the room for an escape route but all places were highly secured. Shit! I mumbled. I could feel my face were beginning to wet with hot tears.

"Get your ass here,you son of a bitch" she screamed angrily dragging my lifeless soul to a chair painted with deep red, I couldn't visualise if it was blood dripping from the chair or it was painted excessively. My vision was obscure and blurry. I grumbled as she dragged my weak soul to the chair, she finally sat my butt on the chair.

"You, you, you irritate me. I hate you, Da.....mi...." her voice cracked like she was on tears, I couldn't hear her well, I wanted to pinpoint who it really was from the voice but it was to no avail.

"Well, she continued, you've suffered enough, now I'm dragging you to hell, she spitted on my face and smirked". "Drag that anchor" she yelled.

What! No way! She wants me to commit suicide, I should kill myself, hell no! Not now please. I begged helplessly. No! No! Please! My voice was fainted already, it was close to gone. "Drag that anchor!!!!!" she screamed as tears dropped down the black attire on her face.

Holyshit. Holy Mary, Mother of God.! I jumped out of the bed, what kinda scary dream is this. Lord, forgive me. I cried.

The chandeliers in my room were turned off, I turned adjacently and switched them on. That dream was horrific, mehn, I muttered. Damnit! I am also not secured in my dreamlife. I cursed myself under my breath. Who knows if I was hexed from birth? This is abhorrence. I need to see Dr. Alex, I whispered to myself leaning my head on the wall like a wearied soul.

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"Damian!" Mia shouted my name from the entrance of my room.
"Yes, Mia" come inside the room, I told her.

"Damian, let's go have our breakfast, she whispered"
"Okay, I'll be with you in a trice" I smiled to her.

I grinned, "this meal is so delicious. You're such a nice chef" I complimented Mia.
"Oh, please stop flattering, fine, the meal is delicious but why is the chef added" she chuckled.
We giggled and chortled randomly.

Her fork fell down, I bent down to pick it up, I didn't realise she was helping herself already. Our hands clasped, and then we rose our heads together making her lips touched mine slenderly.
She sharply said "I'm so sorry, Damian, it wasn't intentional.
I shrugged stumbling on my words, " it's not a pro....bl....em".

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