Different shades of Lyn

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I was chained by my own mother but for some reason I never really felt anything towards her nor for the situation I was in.

it's been almost a week since I met her, so much has happened within the last few days.My mother , Lyn acted like a normal mother but she was really different somehow I couldn't figure what piece it was.

Everyday she would buy me stuff anything I wanted. She would hug me , kiss me good night every time I go to sleep while sometimes even sing me a lullaby it sounded familiar but I didn't have the energy to reminisce.It felt as if I was caged and was her pet.It's so weird.

She seemed to really care about but it didn't change the fact that I was restrained.I had always wanted motherly care and she gave me that so I couldn't refuse before I knew it I was succumbing into her dreams.

Lately I would feel really weak and strange ,after my meals I would get really sleepy and pass out.when I wake up I would find myself not being able to remember my past.

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"sweetie, is there anything you want? just remember your mother is always open ears for you "she said combing my hair while I laid my head on her lap. It was hypnotizing, I couldn't resist to what she said.Her words binded me even more.

the next day when I woke up I noticed my handcuffs a bit lose than usual.I knew that there won't be a next time ,this was my only chance to runaway from this nightmare. I checked around to see if she was there , she wasn't there.

I ran for my freedom I opened the main door to dash out from that dollhouse.She was right infront of me holding a grocery bag.as soon as I saw her I froze in fear.She looked at me with menacing eyes."planning to run away ..huh"she said with a snigger.

suddenly she pushed me back into the house.Grabbing by my hair she pulled me into that cage once again chaining me with those shackles."let me go , why are you doing this?"I whined.She didn't listen at all.She started slapping me non stop until I passed out.

When I woke up I could feel hellish pain on my back."it hurts,please no .....aa"I begged . It was as if someone was carving on my back.I continued pleading in pain.Alas it fell on dead ears. Minutes went by I was begging for my life, struggling to get that person on my back off me."Stop please I beg you"I kept on yammering under that excruciating pain.

Struggling and crying wasn't working. Then a long hair strand fell on my face .it was shimmering.when I got a good look at it I was horrified.I growled in pain."Stop mother ,please I "I couldn't say a word.I laid there helplessly enduring the piercing pain.

hours went by I just laid there like a lifeless doll, trying to think it was just a dream. I tried to think positively but how is that even possible? when are you going to stop this?  I kept on saying that in my mind.

after about 4 or 5 hours of torture she stopped. she had done what she wanted to and just left me there. she didn't even look at me instead she only said "now you can't leave yura, everyone will know that you belong to me".then she injected me with some drug and I fainted. 

In my dreams Ray was still there for me at all times.I wanted to live in that dream forever. It was one of my happiest times I had experienced because he cared for me in a humane way.

I woke up to the sound of a guy begging.no ....wait it sounded like he was in agony.then I heard someone being shoved into the ground."Stop doing this ....Lyn"he choked.he kept on moaning.

I tried to get a bit closer to the door to see what was happening outside. I couldn't see anyone in the living room at all.then I remembered there was another room next to the one I was in.I could see a faint shadow on the wall opposite to that room.

Lyn was stabbing him.but there was something else I really couldn't make a sense out of. Lyn started to talk, she said in that elegant voice "this wouldn't have happened if you didn't sleep with random girls now..would it?..zen"she stabbed him at the same place."I'm telling you I didn't"he kept on saying that he hadn't done anything she said. But she didn't seem to really care.

Then after a while everything fell to pindrop silence, he passed out. Lyn headed towards my room.I ran back to the bed and pretended I was sleeping.she came in and touched forehead as in to check if i had a fever.then she came closer to my ear and whispered  "good girl" she smiled gently.

I was surprised she didnt look like that psychopath who had just been in that room at all , for a second she illusionized a really nice caring person.I started doubting something was definitely wrong with her. How can a person that cruel and sadistic be this gentle.

i opened my eyes and saw her sitting at one end of the bed. She looked back at me and smiled as if she hadn't tortured me at all and said "yura is there anything else you want?".I thought that , this was my chance. I said to her hazily, rubbing my eyes."I want to go to school like others do".she looked at me with suspicion and said "you can study at home as well you know and besides you will get bullied if you go looking like that".

It became a contest of whom was the most gentle.But it was true I had white hair and red eyes, in short I looked like a ghost and besides I was really short for my age. This woman knew everything about me I couldn't go against her.Somehow later she decided to send me to a school.

Days went just like that, our relationship started to get more normal.I wasn't chained anymore,even though I wasn't allowed to go outside other than to school.

Mid term week came and we got a break from school with a group project to finish when we come back.I was assigned to a group as well.Later we decided to go to one of their houses.I came home from school, wanted to tell her that I had to go to a friend's house but I had double thoughts.

We sat down for dinner. She smiled so I did the same. She was in a good mood so i told her, in the meantime my mental self was shielding for another one of her outbursts.

who knows how she is going to react?

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there might be some mistakes since I wrote in a hurry.please tell me if there are.

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