The Cult

I Remember

Hey! Just want to let you know there's a bit of a trigger warning on this part for self harm and abuse! See you at the end😘

Jo's POV
Later...

  I sigh a bit when Hero walks into his office. "This isn't fair Hero," I giggle and I hear him laughing.

  "Don't worry cutie, I'll be right back I wanna grab something!" He yells from his office and I lean on the counter, pouting.

  I haven't been here very long, or really in the normal population for very long but Hero is the only one I trust. He might be the only one I ever trust really. I hope I don't fuck it up.

  He comes out with a bunch of papers and places them on the counter. "Don't pout," he smiles and leave a small kiss on my lips, making me blush. He retreats back into the office and comes back with a laptop, placing it on the counter too.

"Hero what is all of this?" I laugh and he doesn't respond, he just starts organizing the papers and opening different things on his laptop. "You're starting to freak me out..." I say and he looks at me finally.

"Just read some of the papers and the online sources." He says and smiles. I look at him, fear filling my eyes. He comes closer to me, wrapping his arms around my waist and putting his head on my shoulder. "You're safe here love, you're safe with me." He kisses my cheek and I nod.

  I read the online stuff first, not really knowing what I'm looking for.

New In LA! A New Cult, Or Is It A Religious Group? One is titled. I scoff a bit as I read through the utter bullshit. Recently a few people have been taken into this building, but none are seen coming out. From what our sources tell us, the leader of this group is named Mason and they're waiting to hear from God what time do.

  I close the laptop, "I don't think news outlets are the best," I say softly and he nods.

  "Based on your story, this is the most accurate one, though it dates back to the girl escaping 15 years ago. It mentions something about her being some sort of flower child-"

  I cut him off, "Cassie, her name is Cassie Carter. She was deemed the special one, the one on the edge..." I say like a broken record. "Oh my god..." I whisper and break free of his arms. I go over to the other side of the counter, looking through the papers and finding anything mentioning Cassie and putting it off to the side. I take the laptop and search any article mentioning it. "Damn it!" I slam my hands on the countertop, shaking my head.

  "What's going on? Jo please tell me." Hero begs me ans I look up at him with glassy eyes before I start shaking. "Jo... Jo please! Jo you gotta stay with me, please Jo!" I hear him yell as I plunge into darkness's

(For reference, this takes place one of the first few weeks Jo was in the cult compound)
My focus is on the door handle, not the girl gripping my shoulders, or the cuts on my wrists, or how my blood is dripping all over the floor.

Come on Jo, do something!

The door handle moves a bit before being swung open, seeing the face that plagues my nightmares. Mason. "What do we have here?" He asks, in a weird deeper voice.

"I caught her cutting herself, like a weak link." Kerri scoffs and I look down to watch the blood slowly drain out of me and drip onto the floor.

Get the fuck off of me is all I wanna scream, but I look up from my wrists and say nothing. "An imperfection." Is all Mason says and grips my wrist, right where the cut is.

I choke back a scream. Holy fuck that hurt like hell. I kinda whine, "earning" a slap across the face. He drags me to in front of a mirror, making me look at myself. I feel dizzy, so dizzy as I look at my blood stained clothes and red flushing cheek.