Chapter 8 - Murderer

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I woke up screaming as I sat upright in the bed, sweat covered my skin and my cheeks were stained with dry tears. I tried untangling myself from the sheets but my hands were shaking to much. I had to get away, had to escape from the demons of my past!

Murderer!

No! There was nothing I could do I tried to explain. My skin was on fire and my head pounding.

It's your fault!

No, no, nooooooo! I put my hands over my ears to try and block out the voice...her voice.

Murderer!

"Nooooooo!" I screamed as I finally managed to untangle myself from the sheets and stumbled off of the bed. My eyes frantically searched for a door in the dark room, my whole body was shaking now and the voice was getting louder.

Murderer! Murderer! Murderer!

Somehow I found the doorknob and with shaking hands I flew open the door. I sprint out of the room and down the hall, running down endless hallways.

Murderer! You killed me!

"Get out of my head! Just leave me alone! Please..." I pleaded as I rounded another corner and slammed into a wall.

Only the wall was warm and had arms, arms that had me caged against the wall within seconds. I kept my eyes closed as I struggled to escape, not wanting to open them and look into those eyes. Eyes that haunted me whenever I closed my eyes.

"What the fuck are you doing!" The deep voice roared. When I stayed silent, with eyes closed it only seemed to infuriate them. "Look at me!"

"Please just let me go." My voice came out as a soft whisper as I carefully opened my eyes. I gasped when my eyes met a pair of dark eyes and immediatly dropped my gaze to the ground.

"Look at me." His voice seemed softer, but his hold on me stayed the same. "I won't repeat myself, so I suggest you listen if you want to survive."

When I refused he slammed his hand into the wall beside my head, making me jump.

"Ethan! Let her go before you do something you're going to regret." Someone said, the voice sounded sleepy and irritated.

"Stay out of it Nathan! She needs to learn that her happy, carefree life is over." Ethan's voice was deadly calm.

"Y-you're hurting me." I cursed myself for stuttering as I finally met his gaze.

"Good." He said not losening his grip on me, instead he pushed me further into the wall. "Now why are you running around at two in the morning, screaming?!"

"What does it matter, it's not like you care!?" The words flew out of my mouth before I could stop myself. But honestly I didn't care, he had no right to do this, which is exactly what I told him. "Now let me go! You can't keep me here, it's kidnapping and my brothers will find me!"

My right hand came in contact with his cheek as the slap echoed throughout the hall. Instead of getting angry Ethan laughed...he actually laughed.

"You're right I don't care! And you're going to regret that very soon. Because nobody is going to safe you and by the time I'm done with you you're going to be begging me to join Her!" He said as his voice turned serious and his eyes flashed with anger.

"Ethan I don't think that's a good idea and..." Lockwood spoke up again but Ethan cut him off. "Last time I checked I'm the one who is in charge here. Or do you need a reminder?"

I kind of expected Lockwood to speak up again but he only nodded and left, after sending me an apologetic look. Ethan didn't waste time as he threw me over his shoulder and marched down the hall. A few minutes later he stopped in front of a door, pushing open the door he walked inside. I quickly realized it was there dungeon as he unlocked the cell door and walked in.

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