Chapter 19
954 Words
It’s dark… or, no.
I am blindfolded. And this sure isn’t that soft couch anymore. I’m propped up against what feels like a metal pipe, and sitting on what I assume to be concrete by how hard and cold it is. My arms are restrained over my head, painfully numb, and out of place. It feels like my shoulders are on fire, and my hands could fall of at any moment.
I grunted from the sudden consciousness followed by many sharp pains throughout my entire body.
“Urghhh… f**k…”
I tried to press my face against my restrained arms in attempts to move the covering over my eyes but it was tied extremely tightly around my head. Pulling my head away from my arm I return to a resting position wet, and somewhat sticky. Blood, I thought to myself, I must have been bleeding.
I begin to flex individual parts of my body as a form of self diagnostic. My ankles feel possibly broken, if not sprung. My chest is tight and it almost feels as if I’m breathing at half capacity. MY head is absolutely banging, and I can feel that my eyes are swollen against the blindfold. The f**k did I get myself into this time..
The pain from my dislocated shoulders, and the rest of my body rushed over me as I made attempts to change position.
I let out a loud “ AHHHHh” and the pain washed over me.
I fell once again into unconscious darkness.
Ice cold water crashes over my entire body, and I erupt alive with a deep gasping breath.
“Wake the f**k up you sick piece of s**t”
I said nothing. I already know there’s nothing I could ever say.
“ I knew it was you from the first f*****g second you stood on my doorstep. You slimy lowlife disgusting piece of garbage. I had to get three stitches because of you.”
I cringed. I didn’t realize the damage I had done to her body. I truly am disgusting.
“What is your f*****g obsession with me? Why the f**k have you taken it upon yourself to destroy my life? HUH?! Do you have anything at all to say for yourself?!”
I continued my silence.
“SAY SOMETHING TO ME!!!”
She was all but screaming full volume. The echo of her scream reverberated the cold concrete.
“Kill me…” I spit out sickly.
“ f**k you” she slaps me fiercely across the face.
I can feel my jaw has taken a few of those while I was asleep.
“TELL ME WHY”
“Why do you watch me sleep?”
“Why did you go as far as to put cameras in my room…”
She’s breaking down. I can’t see what she’s doing but I think she’s either kicking or throwing things around what I assume is the basement to her house.
“Why did you change the locks on my doors, BUT LEAVE ME A KEY?!”
Her voice is breaking. The cracks are hard and harsh to hear. It’s awful, and terrifying to witness her like this.
“ Why did you…” i hear her getting closer, and then the sounds of her sitting next to me.
“… why did you come and use my body like it was some sort of sick f*****g plaything?!”
“I am a f*****g person, ANDREW. I went through your s**t. I know everything there is to know now. I could call your mother, or this josh person in your phone that you seem to be so close with.”
She ripped the blindfold off of me to reveal her looking surprisingly well.
She looked rested, clean, her face was full of life again, but I had never once in my life seen an animal that looked like it was ready to kill more than this illustrious woman that knelt before me,
She wasn’t sitting this whole time but really kneeling on both knees glaring at me intently. In one hand she white-knuckled my favorite knife, and in the other hand she forcibly gripped the blue and black bandana that was used to block my vision.
“I didn’t mean to…” I coughed out, lowering my eyes from the draggers she was peering into me.
“What?!” She spat at me
“I didn’t mean to do that to you…”
“The f**k do you mean ‘I didn’t mean to do that to you’ how could you possibly have not known exactly what you were doing?!”
“Yes, I’ve been watching you for a few months now. I became obsessed with you when I saw you at the store. I followed you home and I’ve been in your house. I admit it. Im a disgusting person, but I swear i didn’t mean to-“
“HOW?!’’ She cut me off, visibly seething in anger, pressurized breaths of lava pouring from her clenched teeth. “ HOW DID YOU NOT MEAN TO”
“My whole life I’ve had a serious problem with sleepwalking, and I went to bed thinking of you, I’ll admit, I wanted you more than I’ve wanted anything before in my whole life.” I lowered my head in absolute shame and defeat.
She stands, turns away from me and starts walking towards the stairs after saying nothing.
She pauses at the first step but doesn’t turn towards me
“It’s bullshit” she turns to look at me.
“Die down here”
She flips the light switch, and walks up the stairs. The last glimpse of light dissipates as the door to the upstairs slams loudly.
- Writer
