The first I hear is Jayden's voice, but I can't see him. I have trouble with my eyesight, for a moment I can't see anything. When my eyesight is clear, I sit up carefully. I have a feeling that I was bitten to death. My joints are killing me. I looked around, Jayden was talking with a guard about something, but all I heard was murmuring. I got up slowly and went into the bathroom. I was looking at my reflection in mirror, when I heard my name.
-How are you feeling? You have slept for four days. You may feel tired, because you were not eating, nor drinking. Should I bring you a breakfast?
-Are you always that talkative?
-Always. So I..
-It wasn't a question you idiot.
-Yeah. I know. I have a pleasure to hear irony from Noah every day. So I will bring you a breakfast. And we have a guests so..
-So get out and let me change.
I close door behind him and feel a little bit dizzy. I am changing, when the door is opened and my words are cut off.
-Jayden..
-I am not him as you see. Get change quickly and get out of the room. Guests are waiting for us and do some makeup or you will..
-Why do I have to come and see your guests? Am I not a slave? Or why do I still breath?
His hands grab my chin painfully. He has a smirk on his pale face. He has a dark circles, so he hadn't slept well for days. His hand loosens as I keep staring in his dark eyes. For a moment his eyes spark and I feel a heartache, when his smile drops and his eyes change. His eyes are so sad and full of guilt, when my eyes gets teary. Why the hell am I crying and feeling this ache?!
He disappears without a word. I stand there frozen and then start to cry. I letting everything that was inside to come out. My eyes are a little bit puffy after crying. I do my makeup and leave the room to meet that precious guests. I haven't had a chance to look up the place where I was, someone grabbed me by the arm. It was him. He had the same expression like back then when he was looking at me like I was some object he should observe. He had some affect on me, I could just stand there and stare at his eyes. He was hiding his feelings. I had a feeling I knew him. My thoughts disappeared when he grabbed my face with his warm ones.
-Could you promise me something?
His eyes were full of melancholy, sadness and pain. All I could was just nodding. Like I froze in time with him and his pitch dark eyes were glistening with tears, which could not dare to slide on his cheeks.
-Forgive me someday...
I was not able to say anything again. I heard a gun shot and gasped. I was going to scream when he grabbed me by the waist and made me hug him. My heart was beating so fast, I could hear my heartbeat.
-Don't raise your head.
My hands grabbed his shirt tightly. He was giving commands with me by his side. I could hear more gunshots, when we entered somewhere. My brain was in deep sleep and can't function right. Tears escaped my eyes when I heard Jayden screaming his name. He was separated with me. He was fighting with someone. He got bitten in the face for several times. Then he got away from his grip and punched him. He knocked him and got up. He was coming to my direction, when someone shouted his name again. I saw one of his gang members. He ran to us. Noah mentioned to Jayden and I nodded.
I froze again, but in a shock. I had a feeling like electricity went through my veins. A cold metal was in front of my forehead. My brain was shouting only one thing, that I was in nightmare and I should wake up. I wanted to scream but my words were not coming out. They were cutting my throat and stayed there. When he pulled the trigger I screamed as loud as I can. Then I couldn't realized what happened. The gun and he disappeared from my eyesight. Tears were coming and coming. My breath became unstable, so was my heart. I had a panic attack. My body started shaking violently. I could not scream or cry aloud. I was choking. My lungs begged for air. My eyesight was becoming darker and blurry. I was drowning in the dark hole. The last I saw was him running towards me and then it was dark. I drowned in the darkness more and more until I felt that the heaviness disappeared. I was in his arms, my head was in his neck and I could smell his scent, feel his warmth.
***
-Alisa... Dear... Should we play hide and seek? Then you should hide my lovely little beast.
I hear his awful sound, I know he has a creepy smile on his face. I try to hide from the real beast who is obsessed with me. I am running in the wet ground barefoot, I almost fell down. I feel pain on my left foot as something cuts it. The blood is dripping from it, but nevertheless of pain I still run. Then I hear his voice and I could not help to not scream out of fear. He grabs me by the hair and drags me back to the building. I scream and shout, trying to escape. But its useless. He drags me to the smelly room, which is almost dark. There is a flickering blue light. When I see the chair, I am hopelessly trying to ran away from his clutches. He makes me sit and I am not running nor making any sound. I know what the results will be. Then he smiles, his eyes glistening at the pleasure he will receive soon. Then two rat comes with a girl, who barely moves. I feel emotions choking me and trying not to scream. I even stop breathing not to make the beast angry and swallow this little girl. I am begging for mercy to the God. "Please don't take her... don't make me feel that pain again...".
-Tell me little beast what should we do with her? Should I cut her throat to see how she dies? Or make her beg for death?
-I don't know...
I hiccup and my eyes gets teary. He moves his head in disappointment.
-You don't learn from past lessons, do you?
He slaps her so hard that she falls to the floor. I can see a blood dripping from his head. She spits the blood too. My hearts stops for a moment. Than I become terribly calm and turn off my emotions. My stare becomes as cold as ice. He feels my gaze and smiles carefully.
-Do you want to say a word?
-Let Naia go.
-Then answer my question.
I am not saying a word, he takes it as a yes. The flames dance in his eyes and he becomes excited. He moves his hand at his throat, rubbing his neck. He is satisfied with my change of behavior.
-What the Hyacinth means my dear little beast?