Hey! :) I decided to write today, might be a short one though!
I shot my eyes open and felt a pain in my head that was almost unbearable. I looked around me and nothing seemed familiar. I sat up, and my head was in the edge of exploding. I felt my skull, and my hands were covered in a red liquid. My eyes grew wide. I wasn't home. I was in a strange cabin, dirt covering the wooden floor. Nobody seemed to be around. All of the windows were covered with wood tablets, and I knew I had fucked up.
''You finally woke up.''A strict voice spoke behind me and I turned to face the guy. He had dark black hair, and a un pleasant smirk was placed on his lips. It almost made me shiver of uncomfort. He was
''Who are you?''I questioned, becoming slightly dizzy from all the blood draining from my head.
''Shut up, prick.''He talked angrily and I realized he had a gun.
Before I could realize it, he tied my hands and legs together, my fighting back not doing any good. I was placed in a chair, my hands tied behind it and my legs tied up front. I had no idea who this crazy ass dude was, but he seriously had some issues.
''You took her from me, you asshole.''He talked, and I started aiming who he was.
''What do you mean?''
My vision was starting to get blurry, due to the blood I'd lost.
''Lisa. You took her from me. She was mine. You took her, fucking loser! She's mine. She's always been!''He shouted angrily, and I realized he was Lisa's ex, she hadn't talked much about him, but I knew he did rape her when she was fifteen.
''She deserved someone better than you,''I spat, and knew seconds after it didn't do me any good. I earned a fist in the face, which made my pain level go even higher.
''All she has ever deserved is me, you fucking dick! You took her from me, and I'm not letting you get away with it.''
My sessions with Dr.Greene were going well. When I had to tell her everything that had happened to me, the rape, the self harm, the suicide I almost went through with, I didn't actually believe I had spoken the words out loud. I wanted to get better, and if that meant to face my demons, I would.
I'd even talked about Ryan with her, which was the hardest. It still hurt. It almost felt if moving on from him was impossible. But I truy hoped, with my therapy, that I could.
I shut the door to our room, which smelt slightly like caramel and vanilla combined. I wondered why. It was probably Eva's perfume.
''How did it go?''Eva inquired from the bathroom, her voice echoing on the thin walls.
''It was great, how about you?''I fell onto my bed, the soft pillow seemed like heaven to my body.
''Better than last time,''She chuckled and I knew exactly what she ment. One night, she'd came in crying. She told me that talking about everything was really hard and she had to go into detail about it, aswell. Not that my turn was better, it was even worse. I ever considered self harming again, but I convinced myself not to. I was trying to get better, so I couldn't have a relapse again.
''That's great.''I said quietly, closing my eyes. And there he was. He was in every single one of my dreams, just standing there, and then walking away into the clouds. I yelled for him, but he didn't come. Every time, I woke up and realized what my dreams were about.
I lost him and he would never come back. I have to move on, I can't stay clinged to him forever. I need to get over him, even if I don't want to. It's what I need.
When I opened my eyes again, I was faced with a dull empty room, the air so dead it seemed like it wasn't there at all.
Where had he gone? I was still tied up, and even if I tried my best to un-tangle myself, I would fail. So I sat there for what seemed like infinity, but suddenly the door opened with a loud bang and my head shot up.
''What the fuck is your problem? Let me go, and do it now.''I said sternly, and quite frankly I didn't give a shit if he would hit me. It's not like I wasn't in enough pain anyway, so another smack wouldn't change things.
''You watch your tongue right there, fucker.''
''What have I done so wrong, that you need to keep me tied up here like I'm some sort of animal?''I inquiered, my voice getting higher, but I didn't care.
''I already told you. You took her from me, and I won't let you get away with it.''He sneered, standing in front of me.
''Lisa? We broke up.''I admitted, a hint of sadness heard in my voice.
''So what?''He questioned with a smirk planted on his face.
''So why do you need to punish me now, when were not even dating anymore?''
He laughed out loud, it made me shiver of uncomfort. I really just wanted to get out of here.
''How about the whole time you were dating her, huh?''He came closer to me and I could feel his alcoholic breath linger towards me, which made me want to move away, but sadly I couldn't.
''Do you even know how much shit you put her through?''I questioned, trying to move away with my chair, but it wouldn't budge. It was glued to the ground.
''I gave her everything she wanted, EVERYTHING!''He yelled in my face, and I glanced away, not wanting to smell his breath any longer. It was suffocating.
''Yet she still came to you,''He huffed and moved away.
''Maybe because I treated her like she deserved to be treated,''I snapped, and instantly knew I should have kept my damn mouth shut when a fist blew into my face. But I didn't, cause the bastard deserved all of the hate he got from me. Hell, he even deserved to rot in hell for everything he did to her.
The door opened and I was relieved by the fresh breeze I could feel kissing my skin, but my emotions turned the second I saw who walked in. Jake.
Wow...Lisa's getting better, yay! But for Ryan... And what the hell is Jake doing there?!
Next chapter coming soon!