Enchained

Dark

" Come oh darkness and embrace me in your liberating arms, for I no longer desire the trapping brightness".

CB POV:

I lazily opened my eyes seeing the bright light of morning peeking into the room through slightly closed curtains.

I glanced at the clock and jumped out of the couch.

"s**t! I am late for the meeting", I cursed as I hurried into the bathroom to take a quick shower.

I rushed out skipping breakfast into the driveway where my driver was already waiting for me. I hoped inside the car as he drove it immediately.

I was extremely annoyed with myself for sleeping in.

One thing that I couldn't stand was incompetence and especially not coming from me.

I made it barely on time as I quickly regained my composure and started my presentation without any stutters or flaws.

I am Smith Caleb, what else can you expect from me other than perfection?

I patted myself mentally seeing the impressed faces of the delegates in front of me.

JM POV:

I was terrified.

I tried to look around but I saw nothing.

Not a single ray of light passed into this dungeon from the brightly lit palace above me.

"Mom....where are you?" I cried burying my head in my knees to calm my shivering body from both cold and fear.

It was cold. Too cold to bear. I couldn't move anymore because of my stiff muscles.

It was almost 20 hours since I was lying on this hard and cold surface.

My body was shaking violently because of the piercing chill entering my bones second by second.

But I don't care anymore.

Nothing matters...

This is my life know.

I should not feel or care about anything since I am not allowed too.

All I should know is to nod my head on my master's command and follow his orders like a voiceless animal.

If I am not required I am supposed to be thrown in a corner to rot, not moving, not complaining just laying.......still.

And that is what I have been doing.

I can't remember the last time I ate or drank anything.

Maybe it was two days ago, maybe a week I don't know.

I am losing my grip on reality minute by minute. No one came downstairs after throwing me here like a piece of trash I am.

Maybe it's the end finally.

At last, I would be able to free from this trap that is suffocating me minute by minute. I would be able to reunite me with my parents again and all of this would be over. Just like a dream, forgotten once awaken.

"I am ready to accept my death with open arms because it will liberate me from the clutches of this dreadful world", thoughts were running in my mind and my grip on reality was slipping and soon I blended in with the darkness that has me surrounding me all this time.

CB POV:

I came back home late in the evening all exhausted from today's work. Not that I am complaining. Being busy keeps me sane from all the thoughts that ran through my mind in solitude.

It's been months but the scars of his betrayal were still fresh in my mind ripping open every time I would lay my head on the bed or would take a walk in the Kim or would go watch a movie. Every action reminded me of him. I wanted to erase him from the canvas of my thoughts but he was like the hideous blotch on my perfect landscape that just won't wash out.

I threw my body on the couch, massaging my head as I ordered my servant to bring me a glass of water.

As I held the glass, seeing the transparent water in it suddenly reminded me of the tears that were running down my new slave's face last night whose existence I had clearly forgotten until now.

" Not that he was important enough to be remembered in the first place", I thought in my head.

"Bring me the boy", I commanded.