Cynthia's POV
As I stood there on the mountain, surrounded by snow, I couldn't believe my eyes. It was my mother, standing before me in a beautiful white dress with a white flower adorning her hair. Tears welled up in my eyes as I realized that I was actually seeing her again after all these years.
Overcome with emotion, I cried out, "Mom!" She smiled at me, the warmth of her love filling my heart. But then, her expression turned serious, and she warned me of danger.
"Your life is in danger, my dear," she said. "You must get away from that man. If you stay with him, your powers will awaken and your life will be in danger. Please, my dear, you must get away!"
I was taken aback by her words. What did she mean? I didn't understand. All I wanted was for her to come back to me and stay with me forever. But her warning lingered in my mind, and I knew that I had to take it seriously.
As I stood there, gazing up at my mother, I felt a sense of comfort and love. But at the same time, I felt a growing sense of fear and uncertainty.
"Run, Cynthia, my sweetheart!"My mother shrieked, and my jaw dropped wide as she transformed into a white beast. What exactly was going on here? My mother vanished before I could realize what had happened.
I jolted into a sitting posture, panting heavily. I could feel beads of sweat building on my forehead. I have always had nightmares about my mother dying and how that monster of a father abused her, but today I had one about my mother laughing and turning into an animal. What was that about, and what powers was she referring to? And she said that Zander was dangerous?
As I got out of bed, I noticed something strange about the place. I did not recognize anything in this room. I put my shoes on and began to walk out of the room. As I walked down the stairs, I was greeted by loud groans from the sitting room; curiosity had gotten the best of me again, but I did not care anymore. What could be worse for me? I married a bloody vampire, and today I nearly burnt myself alive.
I felt a heaviness in my gut as I watched the spectacle unfold in front of me. Although I have always known that some individuals are brave and have heard all those stories, my tolerance was put to the limit at this particular moment.
"Having fun, hey!"I yelled loudly, and both of them instantly came out of their intense lovemaking. The woman on top swiftly slid away from Zander, her garments strewn on the floor, and Zander rose from the sofa with a careless grin.
"Oh, I'm sorry, am I disturbing something? "I asked Zander to throw a dagger at Zander, and he shrugged.
"Go to your room right away," Zander said sternly. I let out a snort, too enraged to be afraid of him.
"What happens if I do not go? What are you going to do? I think I should join you two, don't you? I have heard that threesomes are a lot of fun." I challenged myself. Being terrified and sobbing was not an option.
The lady swiftly grabbed up her clothing and went upstairs, while Zander zipped his trousers up and was in front of me in less than a second, trapping me against the wall.
My heart began to race as I looked into his grey-black eyes. I did not want this monster to make my heart skip a beat, but I was too foolish for my own good.
"What is your problem, huh?"Zander inquired, peering into my eyes. My heart was pounding so fast, but I managed to control it.
"You are my problem, I hate you so much that I wish to rip your heart out and feed your lions but unfortunately you don't even have that heart. You are nothing more than a monster."I spoke strongly, gazing straight into his emotionless eyes. He was a lifeless robot, and I despised him.
"Hate is a powerful emotion, little Foxy. If you are not careful, it may develop into a powerful love, just as love can transform into hate ." He said, and my gut tightened at the prospect. I can hardly imagine myself like this creature.
"I despise you more than I love my own life; what makes you think I will fall for you? I will not be here for long; I will find a way to get rid of you and depart, erasing all memories of my time with you because you are nothing more than a nightmare."I said, gazing directly into his eyes. He smirked as he glanced at me.
"Only time will tell; let us wait and see."He said and released me. "I have brought you something to eat; go to the kitchen and serve yourself."He added before leaving.
My body was quivering with rage as I made my way to the kitchen. When I got there, I took out a knife, placed my hand on the table, and began stabbing it with the knife, and blood began to flow as I continued to stab my hand. Tears welled up in my eyes; my rage and agony were getting the best of me, and this was the only way to relieve it all.
My mother's words began to race through my thoughts, and the manner she transformed into an animal remained a mystery to me. What did she mean when she said that if I continued to be with Zander, my abilities would awaken? I can not seem to understand anything, which is driving me insane. Everything that has happened in my life lately is driving me insane, and I am losing control of myself.
I am losing my mind, and the vision I saw at the hospital has become a reality! Is Zander practicing black magic on me? That was the only reasonable answer at this time, or am I going crazy? I have completely lost my mind. I kept stabbing my hand until all of the pain was gone, which was exactly what I wanted.
"What the heck are you doing?" Have you lost your mind?! "I heard Zander's voice shouting, but he seemed so far away, and his words were deaf to my ears; I did not turn to look at him, but I kept stabbing my palm nonstop.
I felt my body being hoisted to the ground, and the knife was flung away, landing with a loud thud. My eyes seemed to be lost in the distance. I was losing my sanity and it was suffocating. Everything went black in less than a second, and I lost all sense of sight and touch.
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I was in a snowy area again, and I spotted a massive white fox on top of a mountain, staring at me as I descended. My body shivered as I stood in the chilly snow.
"Run, Cynthia! Your demise is approaching; if your power awakens, you will be in grave danger!!"I heard my mother's voice; I glanced about but could not see her, but I could hear her voice.
"Mommy, take me away from here; I am losing my sanity. Please come and fetch me!"I shouted; I could not see her, but I felt her presence. Where was she?
"Run!!! "My mother's voice shouted loudly.
I jolted into a sitting posture, panting so hard that I could feel beads of perspiration stream from my brow. What was that nightmare about? What kind of powers is my mother talking about?
"Are you out of your mind? What exactly is wrong with you? Why would you harm yourself in such a way? "Are you a psychopath?"Zander questioned with his jaws gritted. I looked down at my hand and noticed it was covered in a white bandage. I was stabbing my hand earlier, but why? I do not seem to comprehend anything at this moment.
"I am speaking to you, darn it!! Why do you always think about hurting yourself? You almost burnt yourself alive, and now this? What is going on with you?"Zander inquired, his nostrils flared and his face tensed.
"My father once told me that the only way to get rid of the agony inside our hearts was to damage ourselves physically. That is what I was doing: numbing my anguish."I murmured as tears welled up in my eyes.
"So, is the pain numb now that you have injured your hand?" Zander inquired, his cheeks burning hot. I could see how angry he looked
"A little, yes. I am feeling a lot better today."I replied, gazing at the wall, I have become so addicted to burning my hands with a hot iron that every time I am hurt or angry, I hurt myself physically, and it was helping. I remembered very well how my father used to do this, telling me it would make me stronger.