HAPPY NEVER AFTER

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

She woke up, her body shivering  from a splash of cold water. Her lips tasted like metal moistened with blood she could feel her body aching and face swelling. She tried to move only to realized that she couldn't.

“What the hell happened…” her voice trailed off.

She noticed she was tied against something soft, she calmed herself down so she could think better, it was a bed. Large enough for two persons to fit in. She examined the place, blurry at first, her eyes still adjusting in darkness. It was a  small room with two windows on her left which did not have curtains at all. It let the moonlit shine upon the space so she was able to see things clearly from afar. At the left end corner, she could tell that it was a bathroom from an angle where she could see the sink. On her right was a wooden dining table but instead of plates and glasses, she saw different sizes of butcher and carving knives that made her snapped into reality. She remembered what happened earlier.

She felt someone’s staring at her from a corner of the room as if studying her. She tried to break free from whatever’s keeping her there but she couldn’t. Her hands were feeling numb and now painful to move an inch.

“Who are you? What the hell do you want from me?”, she said choking, her voice trembling.

No one answered.

She was starting to feel nervous again, her heart racing faster and faster, it felt like it would jump out any moment. She fought her fear but tears started to storm her eyes, she felt that she could never get out alive. Her breath's now shaking. She still felt cold and her clothes clinging to her body.

She caught a glimpsed of someone moving at the right corner of the room. Since it was still dark, she was not sure enough if it was the same person that abducted her.

She called once again, “Who are you? What the fuck do you want?”.

Instead of feeling fear, she felt remorse and anger. She could feel her blood shooting up and her face heating up. She was being toyed and played. If she could get the hell out of here, her father will surely not stop hunting this bullshit.

“What the hell’s wrong with you, man! Let me free! I could give you anything you want, I’m rich! My father's a politician, you cannot get away from this!”, she shouted trying to provoke and threaten the Stranger.

Still no answer.

Just then, the stranger moved into the light where the moon shone so bright, bright enough that she could see his features. He was tall, maybe a six footer, a large body built with broad shoulders, fair skin and blonde hair. She felt safer now, someone found her. She could make it.

“Thank God, I thought you were the one who abducted me. I'm sorry with harsh words, please help…”, she was not able to finish what she wanted to say.

Her eyes bulging that it almost fell out from the socket, terrified of what she saw. Words failed to come out from her mouth. She wanted to shout but nothing. Nothing came out. All she could do now is cry.

The stranger smiled with awe as he swung a 6 to 8 inches long heavy duty butcher knife unto her without any hesitations. She could feel the blade plunging her stomach then her lungs, feeling like the air escapes through it. She could not steady her breath, she was gasping for air. Her blood spraying all over the stranger’s clothes and face. She fixed her eyes on his face, pleading but he looks like a demon, thirsty for blood. She was dying. She is fading. Falling to a deep slumber.

“Don’t..”, the only word that escaped her mouth.

The stranger felt that the prey was no longer moving. He looked at her, imagining things that he wanted to do with her. She was pale, eyes fixed on him, blood all over her body staining her pretty blue dress matching with her black knee-high socks. He put his knife away and gazed at her. He felt something inside him, as if it made him more elated. He started unzipping his pants and he undressed the poor girl delicately as if she was so fragile that she might break if not handled properly. He was also afraid that she might be still alive. It was his first after all. He didn’t untie her because she looked more stunning right now. He explored every part of her. Every part of her body. She looked more beautiful. He then slowly slid inside her, kissed her, caressed her as if she was still alive.

What if she’s still alive? She could have felt this wonderful feeling with me. The stranger laughed. He did her until he felt so tired. He had this fascination with the dead. When he was young, maybe five or six still innocent, he killed his very own shitzu which was a birthday present of his parents. He played with the lifeless animal and enjoyed it a lot.

“Sleep now, darling and forever fall into that slumber”, he whispered down her ear.

He stood and then again, picked up his weapon. He walked slowly to the body lying flat and still on that soft bed he had just bought earlier. She looked surprised and scared, her face showed it. He positioned himself on top of her, held the knife on his right hand and started to cut her pretty face with those deep blue eyes, long lashes, and pinkish cheeks. It was a perfect art.

He took a shower and dressed quickly as if he still had something to do. He gazed at her again. He leaned and close her cursing eyes. The poor princess. She looked like the sleeping princess, waiting for her prince to awaken her from this nightmare. But the saddest thing is that it won't happen. This is the best ever after for her. 

“Goodbye, sleeping beauty. Your prince is leaving you now and you won't feel anything.”, he chuckled and left without a trace.  

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