[Disturbing Gore content. Read at your own risk. No r***.]
The next morning, I woke up sore between my legs. Nevertheless, I attempted to move to get out of bed. I was so frustrated with what Kai did to me yesterday. Honestly, I never thought him would punish me with such an unsatisfying desire.
However, I am surprised I wasn't nervous because I've never been touched by a man. I wasn't sure how Kai had this effect over me but he somehow did.
Even with Orlando, I was too nervous for him to touch me when he wanted to take our relationship to the next level. But during that time, I wasn't ready and Orlando promised to wait until we got married. Yet with Kai, it's like I get lost in some kinda seduction spell.
I crawled out of bed flustered at Kai as I went into the closet, grabbing a pair of black jeans and a black fancy v-neck strapped top.
In the shower, I cried about what I did to Orlando. I cannot believe I betrayed him like that with Kai! After I promised Orlando I'd never do such a thing, but I shamefully did. Nor could I believe Orlando was at the duck pond park at the wrong moment. It's never been my intention to cheat on Orlando, yet it felt like I have by kissing Kai. What am I saying... I did cheat on him!
Even though I never meant to, I still ended up cheating on him with Kai. I'm guilty of liking the feeling Kai gives me.
More heavy tears followed after these thoughts. I stayed curled up in a ball for an hour getting it all out. While the shower water sparkled on my body.
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After my shower, I made myself a smoothie in the kitchen for breakfast. Then I found a bench in this garden to sit on. Just as Kai told me. Everywhere I went it was tightly guarded against any chance of escaping this place.
There was no chance to escape Kai so I could fix what I did to Orlando. I wanted to explain how sorry I was for what I did to him. Since Kai took my new phone Crystal bought me there was no calling him.
A tear left one eye as I heard footsteps coming from behind me. I wiped the tear and turned my head to see it was Ivan. He gave me this sympathetic smile, but I snubbed him by turning away. But that didn't stop Ivan from taking a seat next to me.
"How are you doing, Victoria?" Ivan asked me softly.
"I don't know, Ivan!" I snarled, asking. "How would you feel if you did something that would betray your wife Mia?"
Ivan frowned, "I'd probably feel no different than how you're feeling right now."
"Why is Kai doing this to me?" I merely whispered.
Ivan sighed for a second before saying. "I know it might be hard to understand this right now, but soon everything will make sense. Then how you're feeling, will go away."
I shook my head just before tears came weeping from my eyes.
"Victoria," I heard Ivan address when I got up to leave. I took two steps and then I stopped dead from my sight blacking out.
"Victoria..." Ivan's voice echoed out before it faded.
"Aaah!" I heard a girl's voice screaming in horror. I looked around and realized I had gone between present and past in my time-gap. It was in the middle of the night at the campus.
"Aaah... Somebody help..." I distinctively heard Elena's voice before I saw her running straight up to me. Tears soaked her cheeks, and true horror was written on her ghostly pale face.
"Elena!" I cried as she ran right through me like a ghost standing here.
I tried to run with her! Using all the force I could, I break the pressure of the gravity holding me back. I knew this was the night Elena was murdered.
My head started to pound when I pushed myself, but I didn't stop. And followed Elena, just nearing the same picnic table I sat on when I spoke with Rome.
"Help!" Elena cried, and it broke my heart, but I looked around and saw nobody chasing after her. But the way she was acting, I knew somebody was stalking her.
Then out of nowhere passing through
my body. Six men were wearing black long Gothic-style trench coats. They stood broad and tall before I could even keep up with them. I saw they snatched Elena! They threw her on the top of the picnic table, and pinned her down from escaping. She screamed louder as they covered her.
Regardless of this pain throbbing in my head. I pushed the limits to get closer because I had to see who they were.
The sounds of her cries and screams echoed across the starry night. I heard her clothing being torn. Strips of fabric from the pink shirt she wore that day. Was being tossed on the ground behind this one-man center between her legs. She screamed bloody murder as they surround her body like how I'd watched in my vampire movies. Then a man between her legs took a knife out of his trench coat.
"Elena!" I screamed to see he stabbed her somewhere in the stomach. He caressed his hand, on her stab wound, getting it soaked in her blood.
Still, I forced myself to get closer. My eyes were shocked to see two men sucking both sides of her neck. Two different men sucked on her right arm. Then one man was sucking on her left arm. I didn't understand what I saw. It was like they were sucking her blood! They were seriously that psychotic to pretend to suck a person's blood! The mind of a serial killer was certainly sick and twisted!
The man between her legs kneeled on the bench part of the picnic table. He kept making cycles with her blood on her stomach. Her jeans were still on, but he kept caressing blood on every section of her torso and breasts from around her bra. My heart was pounding to see the last moments before she died. Elena was being tormented by these serial killers that liked to play in their victim's blood.
"Victoria..." a voice called, and it sounded like Kai.
I was fading back, but I didn't wanna leave. I head to see who these psychotic maniacs were! I know they killed my team back in Egypt! They had to be the ones that covered my hotel room in blood. By the way, they were playing in Elena's blood, and seemingly drinking it was a dead giveaway to this being confirming evidence!
"Victoria, come back!" I heard my name again.
"Elena!" I cried to see her and these twisted sick attackers fade before I could get any answers. My eyes remained closed and my body was in a convulsion. I couldn't breathe. My head was hurting like a lit fire was engulfing me in flames before I drifted unconsciously.