Stay with Me by Awesomekristii (jenna bush book club .TXT) 📖

P.S.- Contains some violence scenes ahead, which maybe triggering to some people. Please read in your own discretion.

DELILAH

The inky darkness of the place consumed me, and the unwelcomed doom looming on me made my heart palpitate like million beats per second. The sound of footsteps echoed in the silence of the place and I wanted nothing but cower myself in a corner just to be away.

To be safe.

But not all wishes come true.

I heard a scraping sound on the rough cemented floor as it someone is sliding something. Dread filled every part of my body. The sound continued until it stopped somewhere in front of me. I couldn’t know, there was nothing but darkness.

I wrapped my arms around my legs tighter and tried to cover myself. Maybe then I could be a little more safe.

“Where is the bitch?” the deep raspy voice trembled my body and I could feel the fear pooling in me. Please God if you’re there, help me.

My every prayer, my every wish was to make me feel less pain, but some prayers remain wishes.

“She is near to the cupboard, Moni didn’t take her out today.” This was another voice I was familiar with but again unfamiliar at the same time.

I heard the scraping sound again, before I felt someone near me. My eyes were wrapped closed with a cloth, while another was already pressed inside my mouth. I couldn’t feel my legs and arms anymore.

They’re almost always tied.

The cloth did nothing to my vision. The darkness consumed me more. “Free her legs.” The voice does nothing but make shivers run through every inch of my body.

Terror.

I felt someone yanking my legs and opening the cold metal cuffs from there.

I couldn’t to speak, I wanted to create a misfit but I couldn’t. I didn’t have anymore energy for it. I was tired.

Suddenly I felt a rough hand grabbing my face in a tight grip, nails digging into my cheeks paining. “Bitch,” He rasped and I felt his spits hitting my face with his every word.

“How the fuck you managed to escape the gate today?” His nails digged more into my cheeks and pain shot throughout my mouth. His grip never loosening.

“I…”

“Shut the fuck up. Who asked you to speak, whore?” I closed my mouth not daring to speak even a word. It always lands me in nothing but pain.

“I told you so many fucking times not to act smart, but you never listened.” His fowl breath fell on my face and I resisted the urge to throw up at that.

His hand left my face and gripped my hair in a tight knot. It was painful. I wanted to shout so loud but the gag didn’t help. His grip tightened and years leaked my eyes.

I couldn't.

She shook my head in his grip, burning my scalp. “I'm going to teach you a lesson for your act, whore.”

Please no.

I shook my head frantically at him but it seemed they saw nothing. I tried to scream, scream at the top of my lungs but it only came out muffled. “This lesson will forever teach you to do as we say.” I heard the same scraping sound again, until I felt a cold metal rod against my arms, and a burning sensation shot through my body.

This was painful.

I screamed even though it was muffled, the pain was too much. He beat me again on my arms, and my legs, before connecting with my ankle. It crushed my legs like a truck passed over it, and the excruciating pain became unbearable.

I couldn’t feel my legs anymore as the rod touched my arms and legs again. Tears flooded down my eyes but the cloth didn’t help at all. Neither could I cry nor scream.

My inside felt like in fire and it felt I couldn’t be alive again.

The pain was just unbearable.

Please God help me.

I felt coolness of liquid trickling down my hands and I knew this was nothing but my blood. But with my tied hands I could do nothing but sit idle.

I turned in every possible direction to be away from the beat but with closed eyes it was impossible.

With every heat I felt my soul almost leaving my body.

Until a time came, I couldn’t feel anything else. It stopped altogether.

“Call Mona and clean her bruises. This much will be enough to never let her escape.” I couldn’t feel anything else when darkness engulfed me.

•••••

I shot up from my bed, heart thumping hard and sweat covering my entire form. I rubbed my hands over my forehead to clean the sweat before pressing it against my heart.

Terror.

There it was. It always was. I closed my eyes tightly thinking back to the nightmare when I felt a jolt went through my self. I couldn’t.

The entire darkroom in which I was living in for so long felt like closing up, and going to swallow me. I couldn’t close my eyes again. Everything from before just swirled in front of me.

I drank some cold water from the bottle beside the table and tried to control my abnormal beatings of the heart. I couldn’t sleep anymore, however much sleepy I feel. I looked at the clock and found it’s just three in the morning.

I turned towards my side and clutched the pillow tighter to myself, the vast room seemed too scary now in the darkness. My heartbeats accelerated again the moment I closed my eyes, and the same scenes revolved in front of me.

My clutch on the pillow got tighter and I wrapped myself in a cocoon with the duvet, setting myself in one corner of the bed. The little light from the night lamp, gave me some consolation, and I couldn’t dare to leave the side of my bed.

It felt like the figures are still around me, and keeping an eyes on my every action. Chills run down my body even at the mere thought of them finding me.