Not just physically but mentally. I could feel a big, dark abyss about to swallow me up. I longed for it. The peace of unconsciousness that would steal me away from the disgust I currently resided in. When he’d started licking me with his raspy tongue, every last shred of strength and hope shriveled up. My wretched body just needed to accept what was happening and wait for it to be over, even though to begin with, instinct had me trying to get the monster away by arching my torso and bucking against his weight. I was shackled to my prison, the only difference being I was in the second bedroom. One without smashed glass and china on the floor. I couldn’t scream. Couldn’t use my teeth to bite or my hands to punch and scratch. There was nothing to do but pray that darkness would come soon. My sanity was hanging on by a thread as I tried to remember Kyle and Daniel but their faces seemed so far away now. Just a figment of my imagination.
What do You think about Saving Me (Finding You #3)?
