His piercing blue pools dominate my view. There's no need to glance around, I know where we are. The smell of salt water pervades the air, the wind whips around my bare arms, and naked feet, bringing goosebumps to my skin. Once again, we're at the harbour. Angelo moves from my view, allowing the scenic skyline kissing the water to replace him. I scan for the boats tied up to the docks and wait for my command to walk to the edge, where the waves splash up to soak the ground. I no longer hear his voice or see him nearby. Nevertheless, I approach the edge of the dock, preparing to jump into the freezing water. As always, the waves splash against the dock, soaking me, and I automatically embrace myself to conserve the meagre warmth within, …show more content…
“You had us so worried, Princess.” the man's wicked smile gleams. “Please,” my voice quivers, “please, leave me alone.” She raises a hand, causing me to flinch as I await the second slap that never comes. Instead, she taps my cheek. “Oh no, we can’t do that. It has taken us so long to find you and celebrate our little family reunion.” Tears slide down my cheeks. The man wipes a tear away from my cheek with his thumb and sucks on it as he leans closer, still with his vice grip on my shoulder. “I missed the taste of your tears,” he whispers before punching me in the stomach. I'm released from the iron grip, and collapse on the ground, coughing violently as I try to catch my breath. I curl into the fetal position, clutching my stomach and writhing in agony as my tormentor's guffaw at my misery. Aren't dreams supposed to be painless? Yet I feel the pain in my stomach, the pain in my throat, even the pain in my shoulder from his grip. Maybe I'm not dreaming this time, and they have found me and are punishing me for running away. “Hey.” A voice I recognise and have grown to love calls out. Though I wish to stand and run to him, the pain and fear constrain me to the ground. “Who the hell are you?” the male tormentor asks. “Angelo?” I try to call out to him. However, my voice is but a whisper. “Get away from her,” Angelo yells. “Who are you, telling us what we can or can’t do with her?” the man asks. “Eva, are you okay?” asks Angelo. As I open
His feet rest atop the waves, rising up and down as the breakers crest and crash yards from us onto the beach.
"I gouged his eyes out..." His eyes erupted into a cascade of sorrow as he silently sobbed. I could only stare for the longest time til my mind could comprehend the possibility.
I don’t reply and I don’t do what he wants. There’s no way on earth, I’m listening to him. His arm constricts around my neck and I gasp for air, dizziness flowing through me. I wonder how long I can hold out, but I don’t take that chance. “Alright,” I gasp, angrily.
A bitter breeze makes its way down the lake until it reaches the shoreline. As I am looking towards Ruby Island I feel an algid whip hit my face, sending shivers through my spine. An astonishment of nippy air gives me goose bumps causing my arm hairs to stick up like soldiers ready to scuffle away the bitterness. I saunter towards the end of the wharf , clinching my fists tightly in my pockets to keep the coolness of the air from touching my fingers. With every step I take, I can feel my feet sliding beneath me from the metal wiring that covers the hard wooden surface.Being very cautious trying not slip into the ferocious wavy water I take a peek at what is beneath. The waves no longer look inviting like were six months ago. Instead, they look sharp and snappy enough to freeze a soul. As I am scanning the rugged surface of the lake, something catches my eye.
As he screams, I aim a punch at his face. My fist crunches into his nose and blood spurts onto the ground, as he falls to his knees.
“No-no don’t ask me to do that. I told you this once before. I’ll try to call her aunt. That should be enough.”
We slowly swam to the dock. Each paddle as quiet b as a mouse. It seemed as if it were a real mission. Ryan reached for the nearly broken ladder.
The ocean strokes land with calm and reassuring hands, lacing water with sand and lifting seashells in its wake. My heart urges me forward, to walk among the peace, to capture the sweet smell of sea salt. My brain reasons with the rest of my body. Turning sharply from the churning water I force my feet to leave the warm imprint they have grown to love
I see the playful dolphins jumping in and out of the shining water And the reef, home to exuberant varieties of beings, Safe from the marauders of the sea. The seagull screeches and plunges into the water, Carrying its victim in its beak as it resurfaces. I look deeper into the salty water that stings my eyes,
“Vhat vould your name be?” He stared into my eyes, his fingers tapping against the sheath on his left side, producing a slight clicking sound from the leather. I tore away from the movement and back to his eyes, biting the inside of my lip, wanting to speak, yet no words passed from my lips. It is simple, just say your name.
I look down, just in time to see another arrow shooting towards me. Constantine grabs onto my shoulder for one moment, and I pitch to the left, seeing only the ground, as we both fall off the stairs, hitting the ground below. My palms scrape against the ground, and my knee is unable to support my weight. Jarl comes down the stairs and heads straight for us.
“H-Hello?” I stutter. I’m slightly scared I don’t know where he is and… What if he’s dead? What if someone broke into the house and killed him?
“Why am I here?” Liliana spat. She was in no mood for pleasantries. She was half tempted to just kill the man and be done, but she
The waves start to intensify, pounding on the side of the boat. Tony's balance starts to fade, as he stumbles back into the cabinets of the boat
I fell to the ground with a silent yelp in the back of my throat, the kick had been done harshly. I could feel the man's tough hands tie mine behind me, his heavy breathing didn't ease me anymore.