"Put your seat belt on." He demanded as he turned the truck on and fiddled with the heat. I cracked open the window to let in some cool air. I ignored his demands and leaned my head against the cool glass. My skin felt like it was on fire, a thin layer of sweat coated my body and I was just itching to take a nice cool shower.
"Octavia, put you're fucking seatbelt on." He growled. I continued to ignore him though. "Fine, then act like a brat." He spat before throwing the truck into reverse and stomping on the gas before hitting the breaks harshly causing me to fly forwards in my seat and smack my head against the dashboard.
"Are you fucking psychotic?!" I yelled out sitting up straight as throbbing pain spread throughout my head.
I normally don't curse but this man was truly insane. He didn't say a word, he just stared back at me with a blank face. I wanted to cry even more, but instead I held back the tears and put my seatbelt on. He began to drive like a normal and sane person now and I rested my now throbbing head against the cool glass.
I felt extremely ill, a layer of sweat coated me yet I was starting to shake like a chihuahua. The night was still dark and the rain was coming down harder than before. I'm surprised Ajax could be able to drive in such weather.
We had been driving for over an hour in a deafening silence before my eyes lids became heavy and a sudden wave of drowsiness overcame me. I sat up straight trying to fight the urge to sleep since I hit my head rather hard. I could have a concussion, if I fall asleep I could slip into a coma.
But it was just too overwhelming. I had been crying a lot. I lost my family and friends forever and I would be stuck with a monster for the rest of my life as my mate. Maybe slipping into a coma wouldn't be such a bad thing. I rested my head against the glass once more. I know it seemed weak to give up but I know how unhappy I'd be with this man. He was cruel and took pleasure in inflicting harm on others. That is not the man I wanted to be mated too.
I close my eyes and I wait in silence for the sleep to come and take me away. I pray that my family and friends would live long happy lives and waste no time worrying about me. I knew that they would I just hoped they wouldn't beat themselves over it and dwell on the topic of me leaving. Another wave of drowsiness hit me before I succumbed to the darkness, slipping away slowly. Maybe I'll wake up ten years later and the monster besides me would've moved on and marked someone else. If only I were so lucky.
Octavia:
You know when you're lying in bed and you suddenly feel like you're falling? Well that's exactly how I felt. As if I was falling continuously into an endless hole. It felt so strange. It's like I was trapped. I couldn't move or speak. I just kept falling for what seemed like days.
Until finally, it stopped. I think I hit the ground.
My ears began to ring, the deafening silence didn't help whatsoever. I opened my eyes slowly, only to be exposed to darkness. For a moment I couldn't tell if I had actually opened my eyes. When they finally readjusted I looked around carefully, I wasn't in a hospital room but there was hospital equipment in here. I was attached to an IV and an oxygen tank along with a heart monitor.
I used my night vision and scanned the room once more, it seemed large and extravagant. The white walls were complimented by the dark wood floors. The bedding was a dark grey, accompanied by white and light grey pillows. There were lots of greenery in the room as well. The curtains were drawn on the large floor to ceiling windows allowing a lot of natural moonlight in.
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