TᕼE ᗰOᑎᔕTEᖇ IᑎᔕIᗪE [1]

nightmares seriously suck

I DONT KNOW IF THIS EXACTLY IS A TRIGGER WARNING, BUT IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO MENTIONS OF PHYSICAL ABUSE PLEASE SKIP THE WHOLE PART IN ITALICS

it was dark

so dark

it was suffocating

she tried walking around but there was nowhere to go

"where the everloving fuck am i"

she didn't get an answer, making her more frustrated

that was when the screaming started

it was so intense

bloodcurdling screams echoed from all over the dark expanse around her

she covered her ears to try and block out the noise but it just seemed to get louder the more she tried to smother it

her eyes had been closed since the screams started, but when she opened them, the darkness had faded away to show a scene she was all too familiar with

a younger version of herself was crouched down on the floor, back bare as the man above her used a whip to slash at the skin

blood was everywhere, on her ripped flesh, the furniture, carpet, his clothes

as the whipping continued, it was stopped by a woman who rushed in and pulled the man away from the younger version of the girl

the man screamed at the woman, pushing her to the ground

he looked down at the little girl before grinning wickedly, and he said something

she couldn't hear what he said but she knew the words that had spilled from his mouth by heart

his grin widened as he raised his arm with the whip in it then brought it down on the fallen woman, making her scream as tears began to fall from her eyes

the lashes were wild but strong, hitting anywhere that flesh was

her face, torso, chest, legs, backside

any place that was in reach of the weapon

the screaming continued, coming from both the woman and the child in the scene

the child was screaming and crying for the man to stop, but he only pushed her away violently to continue whipping the woman

after what seemed like eternity, with blood splattered on almost every surface of the room, the screams of the woman had stopped

her eyes were dull, blank even, as her form was slumped over to the side

blood rushed from the gashes on her head, face, and anywhere else that the whip had cut into her flesh

the child momentarily stopped screaming, crawling shakily over to the quiet woman, who didn't move at all

the man was panting as he watched the little girl, that wicked grin still on his lips

the girl put two fingers to the woman's wrist

nothing

her eyes widened

frantically she put the fingers to her neck, trying to find any sign of life

but there wasn't any

there was nothing

she had been killed

dead