Terreasa?
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Thread Topic: Terreasa?
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"Keegan" I say again turning in my sleep, looking for his comforting arm or anything to hold on to. But I felt nothing, I opened my eyes. It was pitch black. No, this can't be happening. I tried to spread my arms out but a harsh material stopped me, I'm in a sack
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When I woke up I was in bed. My own bed. I tried to sit up, but became dizzy soon. "oww." I muttered, rubbing my head. When I pulled my hand back it was red and I sat up slowly. My head was spinning and I felt like throwing up, but I needed to know what was going on.
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I felt them knock the sack with something hard, it banged against my head knocking me out.
A few moments later
I woke up dizzyly, finding myself alone in a dark room. I was kneeling on the ground because something was tied to my ankles attaching them to the floor. My wrists were raised, they were tied by rusty chains to a long tall pillar. I was trapped,I needed to get out of here as soon as possible and find Keegan. -
I quickly rinsed myself and tried to recall what happened. I was in a cave. . . Yes, with Miranda and then. . . I fell asleep? Yes, I fell asleep then she was just gone. I stood there over the sink, my memory slowly creeping back. Dashing for the door, I went to the church, that's where they usually kept suspected witches until execution. There wasn't a crowd in town so I pushed harder to the church, my pounding head didn't help.
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I looked around myself, this must be some room in the church because all around me were statues of Jeasus and God. I was in their house, I was trapped here of all places.
The door slowly opened and a man hiding his face in a long hood walked in bearing a whip. He said in a gruff voice, "Time to pay young witch" he cracked the whip against the ground trying to add to my fear. I gulped, I know this, they whip you till your almost dead, cut your arms and legs and then bun you on a stake in the town square. -
*Jesus sup?)
I slammed into the locked door. The door should never be locked. I thought to myself. Rushing to the back of the church, the one ministers enter through, I raced down the stairs. The stairs never seemed to end either. I came upon the executioner with a whip, I couldn't see who was in front of him. "halt." I said firmly. -
(Well I had a funny day, I found out that before this year ends most of my guy friends want to see me drunk or want to party with me or get a hug from me. So I'm gonna be careful with what they give me to drink xD and you?)
The man never seemed to hear Keegan, but I did. I turned my head to stare at him, if I was to die I want him to be the last thing I see. I softly called out his name, the excutioner took no notice of him.
He walked towards me, whip in hand, he pulled it backwards and lashed it at me. I felt the harsh thing hit my flesh, it burnt, it stung, it hurt. He lashed again, and again. 4 times, 9 times, 17 times. I felt my heart beat slowing, my life fading. -
(xD lawls. Eh this girl stopped talking to me because this ass told her to and my friend is being a little biatch for no reason)
He didn't listen and I grabbed the closest thing, a cross, and stepped toward him, striking him in the head. I heard a sickening crack and he fell limp, but he was killing her. I crossed myself before asking Miranda, "are you okay?" -
(Eh, I hate it when that happens. Shame man, ask her straight why she is treating you that way. And tell that chick who stopped talking to you that its her choice who she talks to, nobody elses ._.)
I looked at Keegan, breathing slowly, but each breath I took in was jaggered and forced. I'll try and be strong for him, I'll try and be brave. I processed his question in my mind thinking...I honestly don't know if I'm okay. I really don't know, I answered him in a soft voice, "I-I...d-don't ....know" it was an effort to speak, I tried not to show that but I was not making any progress -
(Nah, she'll just blame me and cause some huge drama. She doesn't care anymore so oh well. I'm going to eventually.)
I searched her eyes for a moment before trying to find some way to get her out. "c'mon" I said once I found the keys. "We have to run, and this time where no one will find us." I explained, helping her to stand. -
(Damn, I wish I could help. I've had my fair share of friend drama's, I've learnt one thing though from it. If they can't accept ypu then their not worth it. Thats why I had a few fights, they complained about how I have changed, how I'm more confident and now I can think for myself without needing them. Just speak your mind and never care what others think, and believe me its the best way to live life. c:)
I nodded my head slowly, "O-okay..b-but...I don't think I-I can run" I said gripping his arm for suport and to stop myself from collapsing on the ground. I could feel warm blood running down my back, the cuts were deep, they needed time to heal but I don't have time -
(But I don't want to be all alone in the school)
Lifting her up, I thought. "your house, it's the only safe place where we can rest awhile. Do you have any charms on the house?" She was still in my clothes. . . One less outfit for me, but oh well. -
(You won't be, there are always people who will admire your will to fight back and will stand with you. I did that and I turned from small and shy chick to the rocker, different, rebel chick. And I lost people who I thought were friends and gained many who were ACTUAL friends. :3)
I nodded my head slowly, "Y-yes..con-concealment charms a-and..." I felt my breath was going to fast, no my heart can't stop now. I can't lose myself now. I tried to stand up properly I struggled a bit but kept a firm grip on his arm. I realised I was wearing his clothes, they were all bloody and messed now, "I'm..s-so...sorry a-about y-your..clothes" I said in a voice softer than a whisper -
(People hate me already and they're from every social group.)
"it's fine" I whispered, pushing her hair out of her face. Then I ran, trying to stay in the alleyways. "Stay with me," I begged as she turned pale. -
(Then try for a different age group, usually the older ones are more accepting. Well thats how it works here, I have alot of older friends)
I smiled slightly at his gesture, "I-I'll..... try" I said softly, I can't promise anything. But I needed to rest, for 30 minutes even. I just needed a break. I looked at him pleadingly, "C-can...I r-rest for..a-a bit?"
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