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꧁𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧#6: 𝙈𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙘 𝙍𝙤𝙤𝙢꧂

Alexis / Kiara's POV

As I drove through the empty road. Wind going through my hair. I felt truly free. With music tuning on low I started to explore my mind and try to answer some unanswered questions. When will he find me again? Why am I always cowardly running away? Like for fucks sake I'm the gang leader of the number one gang in the world, I am part time assassin, street-fighter and racer. I sign in frustration knowing the exact answer to those questions: Too soon and Fear. After letting my mind wonder over other stuff I have to find I decided on one of the most difficult decisions I ever made, I'm going to fight back the next time he finds me. I need to start to fight my nightmares back.

I Kiara Linn Black declare war.

I soon arrive in front of my house. I turn the engine off as I park inside my garage. I walk out and go into my house. I look around to see if anyone broke in but see no sign of live. So I head upstairs to my bedroom and go into my bathroom. I strip down before turning my Bluetooth on and taking a shower. I tune to the song playing through the Bluetooth speakers while massaging shampoo into my head. I soon wash the shampoo and condition my hair, wash off the body sweat that covers my body. I head out of the the shower and wrap a towel around myself before walking towards my walk in closet to grab one of many baggy T-shirts and so joggers. I slip into my cold sheet, checking the time and instantly hitting the unconscious realm.

Dream

I am chained to a blood covered wall. I am all bruised up with at least three broken bones. My breathing is quite heavy seeing I'm having quite a hard time getting oxygen into my squashed organs. Suddenly I hear a door open to my left. I tilt my head and see one and only. The man I once trusted more then myself. Loved with all my heart. My first real love.

He stood there smirking evilly. Not even a glimpse of sympathy in his eyes.

"Time for your daily check up, sweetheart"

I shook my head vigorously from side to side, saying as loud as I can with my dry, sore throat "no, no, no, I can't" I desperately looked into his eyes pleading him to let me go off this once. He just shook his head.

"Tsk, tsk, you never learn"

He came up to me as I tried to move away from him as far as I possibly could, but he always got to me. He took the chains off and roughly pulling me up by gripping my hair. As I stood up on my feet they screamed in protest but I kept moving as he every few moments roughly shoved me towards the worst room of them all. The experimental room. I screamed and tried to get away the closer we got to the door but there was nothing I could do when he grabbed be in the choke hold and threw me onto the wall next the door. I coughed trying not to die from suffocation. Before I knew it I was strapped to the operating table and above me stood none other than Dr. Swüchetwitz. An evil mastermind scientist that is using me as him testing animal laboratory to see if his inventions work. You never really can prepare yourself for what he will do. Sometimes there are injections with acid in it, sometimes they have to cut you open to put something more deeper inside. Today I was stuck with being "repaired" where they fixed my fractured and broken bones, take care of bruises and cuts while I was awake and on no pain relievers. The dr smiled at me sickly before starting his sick game.

I jolted awake breathing heavily trying to get some air into my lungs. 'It's just a dream' I really wished I could say that unfortunately it's a memory that will stick with me till I lay six feet under or most likely in some dark ditch. I mentally shake my head trying to get rid of dark thoughts. Unfortunately for me I can't die yet even if I wanted to. I signed and checked the time. 4 in the morning, 2 hours of sleep. More than usual so I'm happy for that. I get out my way too comfortable bed and decided to go to my office and do some paperwork. So with this goal in mind I went into my office and looked at the dreading stack of paperwork. I quickly did a 180 and went to the kitchen to get myself some coffee for the next longest 2 hours of my life. I headed back in but this time I took a sit behind the desk and picked up the first piece of paper. I sat like that for two hours signing some stuff off, reading some stuff through, sipping on my coffee until I noticed the that showed that it's past 6. I quickly cleaned up my office desk, putted the cup into the sink and headed upstairs to get ready for the next day in hell. I started by putting my usual brown hair wig and brown eye contacts, then heading into my closet and once again putting the dreadful outfit. Unfortunately I can't do much at least until I get the FBI and His gang from my shoulders. Anyway I went up to my mirror making sure nothing that wasn't supposed to be out for a bear eye is covered. Lastly I decided I have to put the fake braces and glasses on to fit in the perfect "nerd" imagine. I don't get it sometimes how some people can be this stupid. Like yeah I have wild "hair" glasses and braces and I may wear some clothes that aren't meant to ever even exist but it's not like I hold back with my attitude. I let people shove me around because if I stood up for myself then everyone would see through me but like I'm not shy and I don't stutter or anything even though I do try to do that, it just gets super annoying after few years when you got pretend to be someone you're not.