Heya, I'm back with a new chapter, hope you are enjoying your day. Even though it's a Monday which suck. Don't deny it.
Above is Maya's SketchbookEnjoy ☺️.
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Jess' POV
After reclaiming my burger, I went the diner kitchen to grab a chocolate cake that I had made for today- seeing as my day off was so sudden.
I came back into the room and presented the cake to Maya,
"Ace, I know you don't like celebrating your birthday, but I didn't think you would pass up an opportunity to eat cake- would you?" I said smiling, her eyes widened at the sight of more food before she took her knife and cut us slices.
We ate the cake in silence, mostly because Maya's mouth was rarely not full of cake. Once we were done we went upstairs to my apartment and I put on a movie. But as usual, instead, Maya pulled out her leather bound book and began scribbling away.
She had only once showed me the contence of the book, only letting me see selected pages. But from what I saw, it was filled with sketches of literally anything, and lyrics of songs that had turned out to be originals.
The movie had finally come to an end and the sun was beginning to set. So, not wanting to jump to conclusions, I asked Maya wether or not she was staying over. She simply gave me a look that I had seen way too many times, a look that said 'well what do you think idiot'.
We were already sat in my bed so I went over to my closet and grabbed some clothes to sleep in, before changing and drifting off.
Maya's POV
Jess had fallen asleep about an hour ago, snoring softly. So I carefully got up to head to his cupboard. I took out one of his black shirts and some Joggers he owned and slipped them on before attempting to get a good night's sleep. Attempting.
*Night Terror*
I was in the basement of the house, shackled to the wall, warm blood dripping from my wrists. I hadn't eaten in about a week, so my mouth was dry. I was trying to block out the pain from my wrists when I heard a loud cry coming from somewhere upstairs, it sounded odd though, not like an adult- More like a baby.
I struggled to focus my enhanced hearing so I could hear what was going on. I could most definitely hear a baby, but where did it come from? Then I heard the man begin to cry and scream out the woman's name over and over. What happened?
I began to hear someone coming down the stairs. The man came in, holding a belt,
"You monster! You Bitch! You killed her, you killed her and left us with you. She's dead because of you. You took her from us you mutt!" He screeched at me, his eyes puffy and red. He began to walk towards me, a malicious on his face. Instinctively, I turned around, cradling my knees in my arms.
Thwack
Thwack
ThwackThe noise of the belt hitting my back echoed through the basement, a string of curses leaving his mouth as he continued to whip me. I could see Cora growling and folding over in pain in my head. I cried, and cried and cried, scream for mercy. But my cries fell apon deaf ears as he continued.
*Night terror Over*
My eyes opened, scanning my surroundings. I tried to move but I couldn't, I was stuck in my own body. Cries silently left my mouth as I tried to relax. I slowly got my movement back, and curled up into myself, edging closer to Jess. The sun was shining brightly through the curtains. It was now around 12 in the afternoon- what can I say, when I can help it I like to sleep in.
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