𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐝 || J.JK

8

"Happy birthday, my dear."

These words now became her scars....scars that could never be healed....she was scarred...by....him.

Her whole face was bloodstained; the red liquid that had fountained down her bruised face like so much rain down a window pane. She stayed unconscious for so much time that the violent gore, that caked her lips had now dried, congealed, and cracked.

If the pain gets unbearable then death seems very easy.

~

Next time when she gained consciousness, she felt as if her body was being stabbed continuously, her body was stinging more specifically, she felt intense pain in her shoulders like a knife being twisted in there. 

This ominous barbarian was also scarring her arms slowly. Her favourite dress was soaked with the dark tinge of the red, and her punctured face was blemished with blood, tears, and saliva.

 She couldn't open her left eye as the gore was jammed there, coating the white part of her eye with layers of blackish-red fluid.

She felt that the palpable pain was never ending as the tenderness refused to leave each, and every limb of her trembling body.

She felt the hot blood running freely in thick scarlet rivers from her injured arms as well as the throbbing pain, which felt as if the evil was jabbing his sharp nails inside her wounded arms and crushing her muscles as hard as he could.

Now she had a deep relation with blood.

When this disturbing lunatic was done with his art piece, he sauntered towards her back, and ripped some of the cloth so her shoulder blade was visible as he wanted to add a final touch to his creation.

The sinful callous being then inched near his prey's ear, and whispered letting his deep, instinctive voice echo in each and every corner of Hazel's ear while he bit her ear lobe slightly as he spoke:

"You're my 5th creation, and the most beautiful one."

With that, he pressed his heated blade that had faces of 2 snakes on her right shoulder blade, burning into her skin which it blazed her flesh better than boiling water. 

Hazel was writhing in agony, her flesh felt as if it was being branded by severely hot iron upon which she screamed like she had never screamed before. After that her vision was went into haunting blackness.

This fiendish beast left his scars on her.

~

"Hazel, my daughter....I'm here!" In her half conscious state, she felt her body being embraced.

"Nothing will happen to you my daughter.....I......I'm...s....so....s....sorry!" Despite her father calling her continuously, her ears went deaf for him as she could only listen to her fear, and hear his perilous husky voice.

~

After few days, she obtained her consciousness, the first thing she did was scream.

Doctor and the nurse came forward to help her, but their touch...only scorched Hazel's skin.....her whole body.

Burning pain licked up her body like blazing fire, and this pain was increasing in waves. Hazel screamed incoherently as she felt the soreness spread throughout her body like wild fire.