Running to nowhere but dark again with a bloodied feet and tattered clothes,she looked sullen like she hadn't eaten for days
She kept sobbing while running as fast as she could then she tripped and hit her head hard on the floor but she got up and continued running until she got to a dead end, her heart raced in fear and she turned around to find another route but her stepmom was already waiting for her with her evil grin plastered on her face.
"You killed the princess too?…then you dare call me a murderer-"
"Don't come any closer"she aimed her pocket knife at her with her heart thudding wildly against her chest like it wanted to jump out of her ribcage and she tilted her head to the side
"Ah your favourite weapon…A knife" her grin grew wider and Presley forehead was filled with beads of sweat
"What do you want from me?"presley screamed
"Your happiness…you don't deserve to be happy Presley,you should be rotting in hell and not be living another person's fantasy life" she explained in her British accent and Presley scoffed. She never wanted this whole stupid bullshit. She wanted to go to hell but it seems like she didn't belong on earth or in hell.
"I didn't want this too!" She screamed with watered eyes and her stepmom rolled her eyes
"Now you're just being dramatic" she acclaimed
"Why are you doing this to me…WHY?!" Then her stepmom suddenly got filled with rage and her nails grew longer she grabbed her neck and pushed her to the wall and strangled her. Her nails pierced into Presley's skin and she started bleeding. Presley yelped and whimpered while trying to push her hands off her neck with her weak fingers. She stared at her stepmom with teary eyes while she stared at her with black eyes, she could no longer feel her feet on the ground and she could see the veins popping from her stepmom arms.
She swung her legs in the air and tried every way possible to get out of the situation but she suddenly felt that feeling again
Death embracing her
Presley's eyes swung open and all she could do was gasp for air…thankfully she didn't get any asthma attack. She touched her neck which still ached her like she was being strangled for real and heaved a sigh of relief but why did her nightmares keep getting realistic day by day. It felt so real
Why did her stepmom keep haunting her dreams, she was only shutting her eyes for some minutes and the next thing she knew she was in that weird place again.
Her head throbbed and she whimpered,when was all this torture gonna end. A palm rested on her forehead and she stilled for a second…it was such a soft gesture she didn't even think twice for knowing who it was. She yanked her palm off her forehead and threw a glare at her.
"You-"
"Calm down Presley" her guardian angel spoke and she scoffed. How dare she !
"You're the cause of all this nonsense, pain, nightmares…exchanging lives. How could you do this to me ! You made my life fuc-"
"No curse words in the garden" she corrected and Presley finally looked around. She was still dreaming?
"No you're not dreaming… I actually brought you here so you won't waste a lot of your time here asking me questions" she explained and Presley threw another glare at her
"My questions deserve to be answered by you…all of them!" She snapped
"My name is Esmira"
"Do I look like a give a fuck!" Esmira turned to her with a glowing body and Presley rolled her eyes
"Threaten me all you want…I know you can't harm me" she spoke and Esmira heaved a sigh
"Fine you hate me, I get it …but can you at least have respect for the garden" she asked like she was pleading but Presley couldn't get what was so important about the garden. It wasn't even the same as the last one. Then it was daytime and the flowers were white but now it was nighttime and the flowers were glowing and the colours were of different types. It looked kinda enchanted
"I have something to tell you"Esmira spoke but Presley shook her head.
"I don't wanna hear it…just take me to hell" she stood her will and Esmira smiled bitterly
"Do you even…have any idea what hell is like?"her eyes watered and Presley almost got moved by her sudden actions. Why was she suddenly tearing up? Did she say anything wrong ?
"Well I know it's better than this bullshit" she cursed again
"Oh yeah?…Then fine I'll give you a dream of how hell is better than here but not now, when you least expect it"
"Fine…but if I don't find hell any worse than this place. you will take me there and give Myra back her life"
"That is impossible but okay"Esmira shrugged her shoulders knowing Presley didn't know anything she was talking about
Hell better than here?
She almost laughed out loud
"What is it you wanted to tell me?"presley asked
"Don't worry I'll tell you after I win the bet" she smiled warmly and she scoffed.
How dare she act all nice after doing all this to her!
"You should head back"Esmira spoke but before Presley could reply she found herself back in her room.
She heaved a sigh and walked to a window in her room before staring into the night sky and letting her thoughts wander off.
The sky was even prettier when everyone else was asleep. Thinking of her wedding with Ze'ev in two days she scratched her head and cursed. What was she going to do?
Thinking of how she acted a while ago with him she heaved another sigh. She almost let him do what ever he wanted to with her, was she that vulnerable when he touches her. She shut her eyes and threw her head back
"Fuck you Ze'ev"
What would have happened if that person didn't knock? Would they have had sex in his room. It had been so long since she slept with someone so she wouldn't have been able to control herself, and he also didn't seem like the type to control himself.
She rubbed her face slightly with her palm before heaving another sigh,She was attracted to him and she knew it
She just couldn't wait to get out of this stupid place so all are problems would be solved.