The Darkened Whispers...

》Chapter 8《

"let me go... please let me go..." I breathe out barely audibly as I beg Ben to stop. 

But he only whips me again and again. The pain slashing my back to pieces. Blood drips down my spine and arms. The chains around my wrists and ankles create blisters and turn my skin an array of colours. My whole body shivers numbly as pain splinters my body, making it immobile. The cursed whip slices through the air before it strikes my back, blood splattering everywhere. my throat too dry to let any sound come out. Tears burn my face as the bruises upon it stab me with pain, making my vision hazy like mist in a graveyard. The grey room begins to spin like a roundabout. 

Ben walks slowly to be in front of me, sweat lining his forehead as his breaths are quick and shallow. He drops down to sit upon his heels, staring at me with a concrete blackened nothing in his eyes.

"This is all your fault, you made me do this to you. I never wanted to hurt you, but if you truly love me, you wouldn't have done such a thing." his voice softly echoes throughout the room, making me aware of how gentle-

A ringing wakes me from the gutwrenching memory I had to see unfold, my phone vibrates under my pillow. Silently thanking the person calling, I answer the phone. 

"hey," I hear Kristinas voice, groggy with sleep "I hope I didn't wake you up, I can't sleep."

Before responding, I check the time on my phone and see it reads at 4 am. Why on earth is she awake at this ungodly hour on a school night?

"It's okay, I couldn't sleep anyway. Is everything all right?" I ask, concern lacing my voice.

All I hear is silence for a moment before I hear a man grunting and a woman moaning. Her dad must have another woman over.

"I understand, you can stay around mine for as long as you see fit. I'll drive over to yours in 5, pack your bags" 

"I don't have to if you don't want to, we can do what we usually do"

"No no, it's fine, now that you know you can come over whenever you want so pack your shit and get ready."

"...thanks, love you"

" a horrible decision really"

She chuckles at my response, we say our goodbyes and I quickly get dressed and tie my hair up. Before I head out I check on Elizabeth and see that she's sleeping soundly. Looks like the excitement of yesterday tired her out.

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I drove back to my grandparents house after I picked up Kristina. Though she almost got caught sneaking out her window because of her bag hitting the rain pipe thing, making it squeak loudly before her bag hit the floor. Then we both burst out laughing as she clumsily went down the pipe to get from her bedroom on the second floor. Honestly I don't know how her dad didn't go to her room to check she's alright but I guess he was too busy to do so. I had to park my car down the street from hers to not seem suspicious.

Although all our efforts will literally go to waste because they usually eat breakfast together, the only way he'll know where she is is by the post it note stuck on her pillow saying she's at mine.

Ahhhhhhh. The life of a teenager, I dont usually get these moments but when I do, i sure as hell live in them the best I can.

The journey to mine is filled with a comfortable silence as we both sit here in my car smiling at our little stunt. I don't usually smile, but sometimes Kristina makes everything go away... just for a little moment where everything from my past disappears in an instant. I will do anything in my power to protect her. Even if it's from her dad.

I pull up to the house, shutting and locking my car as we go inside. Thankfully both my grandparents are heavy sleepers and don't mind me heading out in the middle of the night, they know that sometimes I need my moments out.

I quickly head upstairs whilst Kristina makes the both of us a cup of tea. I know for a fact my duvet is still wet with sweat, I mean I need a shower but that can wait till actual morning. I change it frantically since I don't want Kristina to notice and make it in the nick of time... quite literally may I add, i was in the bathroom putting the dirty duvet away when she came in.

She placed the cups onto my table and started to change. I immediately noticed the change of expression on her face as she did so and knew she needs to talk to me about something difficult. Taking off my trousers, I put on my shorts and went to lie next to Kristina.

Something else I noticed was she wasn't looking around my room since she never came in her before which only meant something was disturbing her.

She suddenly burst into tears which confirmed my suspicions.

I cradle her as she wept, my arms around her waist and her face in the crook of my neck, I felt her salty tears wet my top.

She started sniffeling, trembling in my arms as I whisper in her ear that everything will be ok.

We lay there for what feels like an eternity, but no matter how much my heart wretches to seeing her break down like this, I knew the only thing I could do for her right now is comfort her.

Slowly, her crying starts to settle down and I kiss the top of her head, making her know she's not alone.

"I'm so sorry... you've got issues of your own to deal with, you dont need mine to be added to the platter" she says breathlessly as she sobs, making my heart hurt.

"You're talking bullshit right there. I'll always be there for you when you need it most, and you do the same for me. Sometimes one needs to help another to find out how to help themselves. Its okay to cry, it doesnt make you any less strong if you do, in fact it makes you stronger." I say to her softly, Kristina is always one to help others with their issues but never wants help to deal with her own ones. Due to her father calling her a burden so often, she started to believe it. Sometimes she just needs a reminder that she isn't one and people will always care for her no matter what.

"H-he j-just- I c-cant," she stutters before she again cries her eyes out. I stay there, still cradling her as she begins to fall asleep. I make sure she goes to sleep soundly, she must be mentally drained. I stay awake for the rest of the night, listening to her even breaths and light snores, pulling her away slightly to wipe any remaining tears from her pretty face. She somehow senses I moved away a little and snuggles into me, wrapping her leg around my waist and arms around my neck.

I chuckle slightly at the movement. Even the happiest people have their dark days.

The two cups of tea lay resting on the table, more at rest than i would ever feel. I kept kristina warm and protected in my arms, she doesnt need to know how cruel this world can really be. Her innocence and ignorance always reminds me of when i was normal. Of when life kept its cruel, ugly head out of everything in my little world. 

I lay here thinking of nothing, staring at nothing. Theres a stillness in the air except... that small echo in my head that keeps whispering.

Keeps whispering that hes still here and well alive.

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Authors note:
Bet you didn't expect this coming did ya ;)
I just felt in the writing mood and yes I still see the fact how this motherfucking book is going slow af. Just give me a moment ok?

You guys need to know the characters a little better, anyway... no clue when I'm going to publish next because the next chapter I'm doing is pissing me off since I dont know how to go about it.

Who knows, maybe I'll take 6 months again to finish writing the darn thing anyway adios amigos and gas (Ik I said this wrong but leave me alone you wet sock)

Love you bitches,,