Warmth.
Softness.
Safety.
That’s what I feel right now. I recognize the smells here, even before my brain and body fully wake-up. I’m home, I can feel it in every fiber of my being. A smile creeps across my face as I start to blink my eyes open and take in my surroundings.
“SKYLAR!” A scream from somewhere in the room brings me out of my safe bubble and I am plunged back into that dark dank cell. Was I dreaming? Is my mind starting to play tricks on me to make me feel safe? “SKYLAR! HELP! HELP ME!”
I shot up from where I was laying, looking to my left for Jena. But she’s not there, a door is there. No, Jena is chained up to my left. What the f*ck is going on?
SKYLAR! PLEASE, HELP ME!”
I shake my head, I’ll figure it out later, Jena needs me first. I swivel my head to the right and see her thrashing in a bed a couple feet from me. A bed. We never had beds. The white comforter is on the floor and she is tangled in the sheets to the point of strangulation. I shut my analyzing brain down and ran to her.
I grab her by the shoulders so she doesn’t hit me in her quest to get free of her nightmare.
“Jena, Jena, I’m here. Jena you’re safe, open your eyes.” More thrashing and whimpering. “JENA, WAKE UP, NOW!” I shout at her.
She finally opens her eyes and recoils from me a bit. I keep my hands up in surrender until she is able to focus on me. Just then the door bursts open and Doc Sylvia, Osiston and Lillian are there. Jena jumps back more, receding into the spot where her headboard meets with the wall and she makes herself as small as possible.
“Jena, look at me. Just me, Jena, look.” Finally her eyes turn towards me, wide and unfocused. She’s awake, kind of, but still locked in her dream. “We. Are. Safe. Do you hear me? We are safe, you’re here with me.” I reach my hand out to take hers, but she just recoils more into her corner.
“What can I do? This is getting worse the longer we are out of that prison.” I don’t look behind me, but the question is aimed at the people standing, waiting behind me.
“Try to get her to tell you what is real. It will help her brain to start to accept that she is free. I don’t even know if she can hear me right now.” Doc Sylvia says from the door. “Five things that she can see. Four things she can feel. Three things she can hear. Two things she can smell. And One thing she can taste. It’s a grounding technique for panic attacks.”
I just nod, never taking my focus off of Jena. “Hey, Jena.” My voice is soft, but not placating, she has always hated that. “Look at me, we are going to get through this, but you have to let us help you. Nod if you hear me.” I scoot a little closer, close enough so I can touch her hand.
She finally focuses on my face, I know she is trying and present at least.
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The readers' comments on the novel: My Secret, My Bully, My Mates (skylar) by Miss l Free
I am so confused. Skylar only went on one mission but now in the later chapters she has been to Arizona and broke a guys fingers and to the UK for the turf war dispute. So how could she have been on those missions if she spent 10 months in Maine and the other times being trained...
Will you be adding to the story or is it done. I want more 😁...
@MissLWrites how do we get the original story...
i like the novel but Skylar is making me hate her with this grudge she has and i think you have added more POV from other people to get a more understanding of the novel not just Skylar's POV...
Chapter 590 & 591 are missing. It skips from 589 to 592...
Where’s chapters 586-670?!? Yall can’t leave us hanging like this 😩😩...
581-666 are missing. Please upload😭...
581-666 are missing. Please upload 😭...
Chapters 581-666 are missing. Please upload😭...
Chapters 581-666 missing....