ELISSA
" Get her!" Scott's voice echoed behind me followed by the loud sounds of footsteps and that only made me run faster. A sharp pain jolts upwards from my ankle making my body crumble to the ground, dust filling my nostrils.
My heart raced, the crunchy sounds of dried leaves cut through the thick silence, air rushed out my nostrils as I tried to catch my breath but failed.
I tried standing up but he'd already caught up to me, bunching the strands of my hair between his fingers, tugging my head up so hard I felt something snap. His monstrously cold gaze burned into my soul. " You thought you could run didn't you?" I shivered, the cold running down my spine.
" Please, Please don't do this, I'm your sister." I knew it was worthless pleading for his help but I still couldn't brush the fact that there could be a bit of humanity in him.
There wasn't.
He dragged me through the woods, my body scrapping against the ground till we got into the clan premises and right behind the gates Lysandra and Litora stood, their gazes void of warmth.
Scott threw me to the ground, my body landed right on her feet. Slowly, I dragged my gaze upwards, only to meet hers. " Are you insane?" Her fists tightened followed by the grinding sound of her teeth. " Your husband is going to be here in a few days and you dared to run away?"
Tears burned into my eyes, the word husband stung and it wasn't to be used on that monster. " I can't marry him and you know-" the rest of the words died in my throat with a hard slap to my cheek.
" You will fucking get married to him wheather you like it or not! " She snarled, her words stinging more than the pain. "Your silly attempt to escape just made your last days here hell."
Of course I had no say.
I was worthless.
Weak.
And they made sure of that.
Lysandra- my stepmother- was the perfect definition of a monster in sheepskin, I knew from the first day I saw her but after father's death, she only grew worse and her children got worse with her, whilst I? I was just their pawn to use in whatever disgusting games they were playing.
Litora leaned down, a mocking smile on her face. " Look at you, so pathetic." She gestured to me and in a few days I won't get to see that stupid face anymore. Thank God."
" Enough Litora!" Lysandra shunned, turning to me. " Guards, take her in."
More tears cascaded down my face as the guards approached me, peeling me from the ground. I wailed, I begged, I screamed but they didn't let me go, not until I got the so-called space I called my bedroom.
They pushed me inside and slammed the door shut, locking it behind them. I rushed, slamming my fists against it. " Let me out! Please!! Don't do this to me!" But no one came, no one answered but I didn't stop until there was no strength left in me.
Weakly, I crawled to the corner of the room, crumbling to the ground, wrapping my hands around my knees- burying my head between them as I sobbed.
Everyday I dreamt of the day I would finally be free.
The day I would finally escape from this torture.
The day I would get to see him again.
But I knew there was no chance.
They wouldn't let me.
I stayed that way for hours till I heard the door open- freedom? I'd doubt it, but still I lifted my head, my eyes crashed with his.
It was Scott.
My throat went dry.
As he closed the door behind him.
Instinctively, my legs moved but I had nowhere to go as he slid across the room, making his way towards me, his eyes shimmering with lust.
" I never want to hurt you sister," His voice was soft, but I couldn't ignore the cold edge it had as he reached for my chin, pulling me to face him. " I always want to care for you, protect you but you always make it so hard for me..."
Disgust curled in my stomach as I tore my chin from his grasp but that only made him grab it firmer than before. " Look at me when I talk to you!" I froze, my body trembling as I met his gaze, he smirked, my fear arousing him, I could feel it. " Good."
" Don't hurt me..."
" I won't hurt you, if you behave." His cold finger moved from my chin, down to my chest, my heart only raced faster. " You know I love you right?"
" You love me but you want me to marry someone else?" I guess for him, love had a different definition.
" If it was up to me, I would keep you here with me all to myself and as for your soon-to-be husband? I would eliminate him." My blood chilled to red ice as he leaned close, his lips grazing my earlobe. " But I can't do that can I?"
I swallowed, the substance refusing to go down my throat. " So I need to enjoy you while I still have you..." My skin felt like it was infested with spiders, their feet crawling over me but even that would be better than this.
" Kiss me."
" I can't do this, Scott."
" Kiss me." His voice was firmer.
" Please, I."
" I said fucking Kiss Me Lissa." He barked and when I refused, he slammed me into his lips, his fingers digging into my hair.
I cried.
And cried even harder.
As he ate my lips, his teeth digging through my lips, my blood mixing with the kiss but he didn't let me go.
" Fuck, you taste so good Lissa." He mouthed in between kisses, but he didn't let go.
My hands went numb, my knuckles still ached from earlier but I kept hitting his chest, a silent plea for help as the world began to blur, the sound of a metal door cut through the silence as he pulled away from me.
