calm after storm
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*slap*
His head tilted sideways due to the impact.
I put all my anger, suffocation, and yearning in that slap.
A red scare starts surfacing on his subtle jaw, indicating how sturdy my slap was.
my slap was echoing seven words that 'I won't be a damsel in distress.'
His angry chocolaty brown eyes stared at my light brown like he is trying to see my soul through my eyes.
This time Neither did I step back nor averted my eyes from him.
I stood firmly, looking sharp in his eyes when he sauntered closer to me, daring him to raise his hand
" do you know what happens when someone disrespects me"
I didn't break eye contact with him and say.
"Yes, I think you probably kill them in the cruelest way possible.
Kill me I said kill me"
He pushed me towards his chair while keeping a hand on the backside of My neck.
"Don't tempt me"
"What will you do?
Kill me?
Beat me?
Order your minions to slap me?
Let's do it."
I challenged him
* boom*
I flinched as He rammed his fist in the wall behind me. I was terrified but I didn't let it show on my face.
I stared up at the tall towering figure of Antigo or Lucifer (whatever is he)
"I don't regret letting your prisoners out.
It was the best mistake I made in my 21 years of life.
Who knows what beastly sickening things you do to them". I spat words harshly at him.
"It was not a surprise for me if you have sexually assaulted them or sold their organs. "
His eyes start to change in blue but he controlled it again.
And say
"I never did such things. Don't assume when you don't know"
"Tell me. What is there to know?"
"You are a monster not because you are a werewolf but because You have a monstrous heart."
"I saw them"
A cold shudder runs through me when I remember that scene.
I can't even count how many naked bodies of people were chained to the walls.
They were screaming out loud. Their flesh was showing.
Hundreds of burning scares are marking their skin and there was not a piece of cloth on them.
"They didn't have any" I take a shaky breath. It feels like I have run 100 miles. It was getting too difficult to breathe.
"How can you explain it?" I choked out
All there were kids too in the same condition as others.
"Tell me? "
An inhuman growl shooked the sky.
When I gazed up at him. His canines were extended and his eyes look like a midnight sky.
"You are crossing a line now". He took two steps back from me. Letting Me out of his grip. I throw his hand off me
"I was not made to stay in boundaries and it won't change even I m a prisoner of you."
He hurtles towards me with uncommon speed. My breath caught in my throat. For a second I thought That I m going to choke on my breath.
He darted above me. Shifting in midair and jumped outside the window that was behind me.
It took me a second to realize for what happened but when I came to my sense.
I run towards the window. I don't know why but I feel stabbing pain of guilt in my heart as I have wronged him.
I looked down to see him rocketing towards the woods.
A sense of shame crawl over me for no reason but it gets replaced by the hatred I have for him.
Why do I feel like I have done something bad when I didn't.
I heave a sigh.
"If you keep sighing it will take all your happiness away" came a deep dark voice. It sounded too low that I doubt I have heard it but it was there.
"Who are you.? "This voice is scaring the bejesus out of me.
I look everywhere to find the source of the voice.
frantically.
I can feel someone's presence in the room. I don't know how but my body, my heart Is reacting to it. Indicating someone is in the room.
I don't have a sixth sense or anything but everyone can feel when another person is close to them or staring at them with intensity...
A felt an unpleasant tingling on my back intensifies and demands a movement from me. That time I know where is the source of the voice is seated.
Whoever it was it's right behind me.
I whirl around just to see nothing.
There was no-one but my eyes came to rest on a dark wood chair.
It was not here when I first step in this room or was it?
"Show yourself. I know you are here. I know you are sitting at this chair.
I pointed at the dark wood chair."
A diabolical laugh reverberated around the room.
"You are a dunce as I thought you to be. I hope you will never improve."
"Hey
Yes, I am dunce and you are a creepy scumbag who doesn't even dare to show his face."
"You behave like an infant. Such a kid." A voice chuckled.
Let's see
" how long you can manage to stay alive"
The voice sneered darkly and in a spur of a moment the wood chair exploded and chunks of woods start heading straight towards me.
"What is the name of Justin Beiber.?"
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