Snapping out of my daze I hastily bend down to pick up the set of keys hanging off his belt. I had dreamt about this moment so many times that now, when it has finally come true, I could hardly believe it. The weight on my shoulders was finally lifted, the heaviness of my eyes was finally gone. With a new found strength I stood up, on my feet, making a dash towards the door.
The exit from my hell. The escape from the life that had been thrust upon me. Taking a foot outside the gates of hell, I looked around.
At the break of dawn I looked up at the sky. The sun was peeking from behind the trees. A new beginning to a new life.
I stood there bathing in the sunlight taking in the surroundings, the cold air was nipping at my skin but it didn’t bother me for it was the first time in many years I had stepped out from in there. It was heaven. I wanted to take it all in. I was doing that. I was, for the very first time, living in the moment and I was content for I had just faced the creator of my demons and defeated him.
It took another minute for me to completely come terms with the fact that I no longer had that monster behind me. That I no longer had to live under HIS command. I no longer had to look at HIS disgusting face and prepare myself for the hell that was to come. I no longer had to feel HIS filthy hands all over me. But most of all I no longer had to hear HIM say 'Mi Amor' before HE put me through hell of pain, hell of torture physically and mentally.
The fact that I could get rid of all the scars HE had inflicted on me but I could never erase the way HE had scarred my mind was saddening. I felt sick just by thinking that even though I had ended HIM, HE still had a hold of me, HE still had control of every breath I took, every step I took, every turn of my life. I was sure I wouldn’t be able to live normally again.
Normal, I had no idea what that word meant. I had no clue how to live either.
At that very moment I lost control of myself, desperately wanting to get rid of my past, my thoughts, my body. Just wanting to get rid of myself so I could finally put my mind at ease.
So I ran, I ran without direction. Not having a single clue of where I was going. That thought didn’t bother as I couldn’t stop running. Everything was just a haze around me, a blur of greens and browns. I would have kept if it wasn’t for the fact that the ground in front of me had ended.
When I looked around me and finally peeked below it was like I found the answers to half my questions. I found out why no one ever came to rescue me. Why no one heard my frightful screams. Why no one ever heard me beg for mercy. Why no one ever came to my aid. Why no one ever heard me wanting death. As I spun on my heels to confirm that I was really where I thought I was, I saw nothing around me but mountains. HE had kept me locked away in a dainty single roomed cabin on the top of a mountain in the middle of nowhere. I fell down on my knees crying hysterically for my life. For the turn it took. For the way it had turned out. For the people I kept blaming. For the family I had no clue about. Finally I let it all out.
I had no idea how long I had laid there just crying my heart out. Maybe minutes, maybe hours. I had run out of tears.
I finally stopped crying and stood up determined to make my life better. At least better that the one I had ran away from. Better that what I was getting there.
'No more - HE will no longer control me. I wont let him win.' I recited in my mind again and again till I was sure the thought wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon. I stood up on my feet and looked around again but this time for some sign of life. There wasn’t a single soul present to help me in any way. But as I was looking I saw smoke coming from between some trees a few feet below. My heart filled with hope. I quickly found a way to get there. The path leading down was quite rocky. But I was determined to get there. Nothing could possibly hurt more than what I’ve endured.
I was right it wasn’t more than a pinching sensation as I started treading down towards the smoke. Halfway through my feet started bleeding. I stopped to look under my feet. I was never given proper clothing, no more than a few rags, so footwear was totally out of question. I was given food just enough to stay alive. Slightly shaking my head to get rid of those thoughts. I placed my foot back down not giving the wounds getting any worse or the pain any thought.
'I’ve been through worse.'I thought to myself.
I continued with my hike as the pain gradually increased. It came to the point that I let out a hiss with every step I took. But I never once stopped to catch my breath nor did I take my eyes off of my destination. I was gradually getting closer to it. When the path with the pointy rocks ended, I let out a sigh of relief as my feet touched the cold muddy soil of the forest. As I continued to wards the cloud of smoke the vines poking out from random directions was severely injuring my bare arms and legs. The atmosphere became eerily quite, the air around me was turning unusually cold as I went deeper into the forest. I was slowly losing sight of the smoke. As I looked up there were thin streaks of light peeking from the gap between the leaves, rest of it was blocked out by the trees. Soon I couldn’t feel my toes or my fingertips but none of these things stopped me. I kept going dead set on reaching my destination. I had completely lost sight of the smoke now but I had kept in mind to not take any turns but go straight and it would eventually lead me to the source of the smoke.
My barely present clothes were not helping my situation in the least. The adrenaline had finally run out of my body. It had been hours since I was last given a meal to eat by HIM. I knew it was only so far I could go. My sight was turning blurry around the edges, soon black spots started to appear in my vision. As I took another step forward my legs finally gave out and I fell to the ground with a thud. My head was laid on the soft soil of the forest. I could faintly make out a figure approach me. I didn’t even have it in me to panic. I just laid there accepting of what was to come. Not having the fight in me anymore. I peeled my eyes open for one last time. I couldn’t make out anything other than the silhouette of a person standing by my head. I had no clue of who he was.
It could be HIM, it could be someone like HIM and it could be someone HE had put after me. I was going to get locked again, good thing I didn’t forget my rules.
So, guys here's the next chapter...im still working on this book. Hopefully it has an end😂😂
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