Owned By A Rapist... (Part Eleven)

I was surrounded by warmth again, was I back in the bath? I feel extremely comforted... Too comforted to be back in reality, but when I tried to move pain bolted through my veins attacking my flesh inside my ribcage. My hands were heavy and ached like crazy; they were the only part of my body I could move without going through hell.

   I slowly moved my fingers back and forth to find out where I was to be so comforted, underneath my finger tips was a cool feeling of smooth. It was soft and cool in places but in other places enviously warm. My eyes helped themselves open; it wasn’t a battle this time like before, maybe because my surroundings were calm and I’ve had time to ease back into reality. When my eyes pealed open my gaze flickered around, the room was completely white... Am I in heaven? My mind wondered that way for a moment but the images were ruined when I heard a crashing sound from outside the walls.

“Hello? Hello?” My voice was uneasy and panicked, it hurt speaking my throat was sore from the bathwater forcing its way down my throat, there was a croaky sound when I spoke, that hurt too.

    My eyes flickered around the room again when there was a noise at the door, this frightened me. I tried to move but the pain was unbearable, I made a small sound of desperation when the door opened into the white room. I panicked again pelting my head forward, the agony burnt through my skull passing down toward my chest going through my neck. I made a whimpering sound as my head hit the pillow again.

“Helllo?” I asked a bit more distraught then the time before.   

“Lilly” I heard a voice but didn’t see a face. I heard them walking towards the bed, a shock sent through me. Did Logan call Michael? “No no no stay a-away from me! Michael I didn’t mean it, I swear” I began to panic once again when tears starting squeezing themselves out of my eyes. Footsteps rushed to the side of the bed, fear was high in me.

“Lilly it’s okay, it’s Logan. Michael isn’t here” relief stuck through me calming me down at the sound of Logan’s voice, my lungs expanded and contracted swiftly causing me pain but was relaxing at the same time.

“W-where’s Michael? I still felt uneasy

“He isn’t here, why would he be”

“I-I-I don’t know, after what happened. I thought Michael would come and take me away” tears continued streaming from my eyes “Now calm down Lilly, its okay I didn’t call him. He isn’t coming so just relax” he sat down where I was lying, one look down and I was lying in Logan’s bed; why was I in here? I had a surge of energy and strength in my arm, I grabbed Logan’s wrist quickly and held it

“Promise me”

“I promise” he looked down to my hand “he wont come, I promise” my hand relaxed from applying pressure to his wrist, it stung to let go but felt better when I released. The energy disappeared and my hand just lingered on his, my fingers felt comfortable against his cool skin. He looked down once more and saw my hand was on him, he looked back up to my face slowly pulling his hand from underneath mine. I felt it slightly but I say anything, then to my surprise he gently replaced his hand, but on top of mine. His fingers gently traced the top of my hand, caressing my skin, I was too shocked to say anything.

   I started to feel strange, I felt oddly comforted my his velvety fingertips on my skin, rubbing gently.. It sent a tingling feeling pulsing through my veins.

I was so relaxed.