Rescued: A Nyssara Story

Chapter 24

Warning. This chapter has an account of sexual assault. I labeled the section where the assault is talked about if you wish to skip it. I'm sorry in advance.

NYSSA: I arrive back at my room and go straight to my passage-way's entrance that is behind one of my wardrobes. I stare at it intensely only to remember that it is only the evening. I need to wait until night...But I want to see her so badly...or do I? She's just been tortured...Do I really want to see my Belovèd battered and beaten? Could my heart even handle that?

My thoughts weigh heavily on what I did today...I am ashamed...I am as Kamala said: A monster. I've been called that many times before and I used to take it as a compliment of my strength...But today, I killed an innocent...I killed him without a second thought. I lost control of myself.

Flashes of the incident run across my thoughts, and then the unsavory memories of my past resurface once more...I clench my jaw and close my eyes.

I need to distract myself.

I walk to my training area and start to train by myself.

SARA: I want death. Anything to make this pain go away. I'm afraid to even lay down.

I'm wrapped with so many bandages that I feel almost like a mummy. Ra's cut me, stabbed me, ripped some of my fingernails, whipped my face and back, and even flayed some of my skin. I wanted so badly to scream in agony, but I wanted to show him that I was strong. Thank god there was blood streaming down my face or he would've surely seen my tears.

He was so proud of me, though. He said that most of the men at least let out some sort of yelp or scream during the torture, but I didn't make a peep.
I just thought of Nyssa.

I kept her on my mind throughout the entire torture. I tried to replay the mind blowing sex in my mind as a way to distract me from the pain, which it did a little bit.

I stare at my bed, wanting so desperately to lay in it, but I know it will hurt as all hell. I slowly ease my body onto it and conceal my screams of pain as I set my flayed back onto the bed. A tear runs down my face.

Suddenly, there's a knock at my door and the sound of a tray being put on the floor.

You're fucking kidding me...I just laid down you fucking dicks...oh but I'm so hungry...god-fucking-dammit. Is it really worth it?

I close my eyes and I lay there, defeated.

Suddenly, my door opens and closes quickly.

I open my eyes to see Nyssa standing there looking at me and holding my food tray.

"Oh, Sara..." she says with such dismay.

I smile. "You're here..."

She walks to the side of my bed and kneels next to me. "Yes, Belovèd."

Another tear crawls down the side of my cheek. "Thank you."

She smiles. "I brought you something," she says as she reaches into her pocket.

She opens her palm to reveal some pills.

"They are extra strength pain killers," she says. "I thought they would help. I mean, our herbs only do so much."

I smile lightly, as to not disturb my facial wounds.
"Fuck, I love you so much"

She sets the pills on the tray. "Would you like me to feed you? I wouldn't want to cause you more pain..."

"No," I say as I force my body up in a sitting position. "I can feed myself."

She smiles softly. "So stubborn."