The Puppeteer - The salvation that won't lasted

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I watch them from the corner of my eye hiding behind my bangs and my arms that I wrapped around my leg.  I'm wearing a torn up shirt they had..  It was filled with greasy oil and some small blood stained.

They are talking,  laughing over things I don't understand

"And guess what that bitch say?" The man who was the driver earlier seems drunk right now. Well..  He's not driving right now,  we are in the middle of the forest,  they are  cornering the campfire, eating

"I bet no bitch will ever say something they will regret to you! "

"Let me bet ten bucks for yes"

"I said no! Anyone with me?  I'll treat ya'll drinks!"

"You ass! " and there they go,  another round of laughter

"Hey brat!  You want some? "

My heart thumped when suddenly he talked to me.  I squeeze into myself and shakes my head

"Look at me when I'm talking to you! "

I gasp, he makes me shock

"Don't be like that D!  Just leave him alone"

"Yeah we aren't pay for babysitting"

They leave me alone and keep talking to each other,  I wonder..  What now?  What will happen to me? Where are they taking me to? Who.. I'll be serving after this

It's funny how I really want to leave master and run away all this time.. But now its scary to be here..  To leave

Maybe I'll miss him..

Or maybe not.

Suddenly I heard someone step closer to me,  I tense up,  preparing myself from any hit,  but a voice reach me instead..

"You can finish this,  I don't like this shit" he shove it right to my face,  I took it with both of my hand.  But then another thoughts took over my head..  Everyone used to trick me

"Its not poisonous,  mark my word" he told me and walk.  It calms me a bit when he told me it's not poisoned, who cares if it does.. Nothing will change my fate..

My eyes wide when he sit beside me. 

"What you looking at,  eat before I change my mind"

I took a second look towards the canned food.  I don't know what is this,  but it smells good.  I took my first bite slowly.  Maybe it's harmless,  he's not sitting so close to me after all..

I look at him from the corner of my eyes when I was done with my leftover meal.  He's smoking.  I took another blink and our eyes met.  I quickly shift my sight away..  I don't want to look for trouble,  but I can't sleep after weeks of dreaming and blindfolded..  I sleep almost all the time..  And with what happens I don't think I could sleep anymore.. Once I close my eyes and reopen it..  I might be in hell

"You smoke?" He asked. 

I shook my head.

"You've tried it before? "

I shook my head again

"Give it a shot" he reach his pocket, and drag out a packet of cigarettes.. I almost thought it was something else..  To paranoid am I?  Such a coward..

He took a stick and give it to me, I didn't take it   .. Maybe this isn't a good idea,  of does it taste like food?

"The trick is to inhale twice, once to your mouth,  second to your throat"

He lights the cigarette using his

Good I'm at the start and already terrified of that fire..

"No.. I.. I don't wa-! "

He hold my head and force the cigarette to my mouth.  I trembles.. That was scary. Did he got mad because I said no to him.  What should I do now..  Should I run away..he hold my head so strong that I can't even turn my face away

"Do as I told you before,  inhale"

I did as he told,  and I broke to a few coughs.

"How does it taste like?"

I cough "not.. Bad" I lied.. Half of it

"Get use to it" he let me go.  And we didn't talk for a while. All I did is took a few small inhale until I can out with puffs, I cough a lot too..  I have to do it since he keeps watching me like he demands me to do it.  My head feels a bit lighter.. I don't feels so good

"So how does it happen? "

I blink with his question.

"How did you end up like this? "

I lowered my sight to the ground.  I don't want to talk about this.. I don't even know where to start.. My whole life is nothing but a tragedy..

The cigarette in my vision became blurry,  my body trembles,  and I felt as if someone is choking my neck.. 

I.. I am nothing.. But a mistake..

I broke into tears

"Look at this body.. Look at me.. What do I looks like? I'm nothing but a whore, I don't deserve anything in this world!" I yelled at him and in return..  He gave me a punch to my stomach.  I hugged myself and fall to the ground. 

"Keep your voice down"

He asked me such a stupid question,  what did he expect from me? I'm so tired of living..  I just want to leave..
I want to leave.. I want to leave this world..

"Not talking huh?...  It's your lost"  the man walk away after a few moments of silence,  leaving me crying on the cold ground of the night.

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