《Fallen》16- Convalescence
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"Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
They strung up a man
They say who murdered three
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree"
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where the dead man called out
For his love to flee
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where told you to run
So we'd both be free
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where necklace of hope
Side by side with me
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where told you to run
So we'd both be free
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree"
I've been humming this song from the Mockingjay to deflect my mind from whatever scenarios my mind might conjure. I don't know why that song keeps on repeat but I do remember it was the last movie I've to watch on Netflix. Why not just hang me in a tree?
I believe the song just fits this eerie feeling I have.
Every hustle and bustle sound scares me out here. there could be wild animals here that lurk in the dark and my life is not like that but I am certainly a caged animal here.
It's getting darker while my eyes have adjusted to seeing and though I don't believe in ghosts, monsters, and myths I'm frightened of what my mind might process for the time being. I can somehow disregard my aching wound, and how hungry and tired I am but not the way I may overthink my circumstance by his doing. Him. him. him.
the motherfucker Monster.
Ahhhhhhh!
I scream at the top of my voice to disturb the peace.
My leg is uncomfortable in this bent position I stood up again and there I saw a drone flying back and forth. Great! He has eyes on my distress. I don't have anything to fill my empty belly. I've already peed on my legs the only chance that I can drink something to relieve my thirst and I shiver now and then with the cold as the wind has dried me up.
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What do I do? Should I just step it off and just accept my fate?
But what about mom? What if he torments her too, how can I give up? How do I give up? How?
I want to activate my happy chemicals to sway my mind away but I don't have Dopamine- the reward Chemical nor Oxytocin- the love hormones, there's no one to comfort and hug me here, and lastly, I don't have Endorphins, I can't laugh or run my way out of here neither dark chocolate to alleviate.
There's nothing!
Nothing except for the sound of silence with buzzing sounds of katydids, crickets, cicadas, and some other bugs.
As I think of my life, I wonder if keeping my feet standing and not blowing this up is worth it. Would rather die this way than be back there?
A life of suffering or to Live free. What is holding me on?
Because I'm afraid to die? Am I?
All my good and bad memories keep coming back. Flashing by and I remember the things that I regret doing and not doing.
Recalling memories or imagining appearances of my mother, the farm, high school and college life, and moments from when I was a young girl with silly crushes and weird ambitions of being an astronaut barista.
I fight off sleep for a while by rubbing my eyes pinching hard on the veins on my hand but sooner than I could imagine I feel my body and mind just shut down as I tumble sideward.
"I'm sorry Mom".
Everything is where it should be.
I believe in order and chaos.
I have a dislike for anything that is not balanced and immaculate.
I despise even the thought of that. Without order, everything and everyone just seems to do what they wish and that leads to animosity.
I believe also The End will Justify the Means, and I mean every indispensable means. Some say I'm a visionary, others say a Maverick but they can never Deny that I am the King under and over the Mountain.
I was named to be one and I am One.
I spent a few days away from her so she can learn my eccentric ways and some deals that do need a distraction.
She never disappoints!
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Of all the ones I had, she had that fire in her eyes with a wise judgment of her actions but she easily wallows in her fears. Though she may try to hide it she's doubtful and scared most of the time. I guess she just knows better to mask them occasionally.
I can say that I can't let her die not right now when I haven't tasted what she learned. I guess the only way she can get out is if I get tired of her and might kill her myself but her cunt is tight!
Her cunt is wringing the life out of me. Her cries are my favorite song. she's perfect for me!
She's made for me.
I guess now I have a serious addiction.
If by any chance she might give me a child in the future of course, ill have her a C-section delivery so only I can come in and out of her. greedy but that's me. And I'm never gonna be someone else.
It's beginning to turn 8 pm and the drone can see that she's kneeling with one foot still on the supposed mine. I just like her so vastly.
She's so pragmatic!
Let's see if she can last the night in there. I would love to see her reaction once she figured out there was never a land mine just a small ied I flew to her by a drone using the tracker in her. And the one she steps into is only a warning device that someone or something had to trespass on my land.
Thinking about her face shrinking to frustration and unbelief will fuel my enthusiasm and her wound will just heal in time but won't stop me from taking her despite she would be in the infirmary for some time.
I intend to take her in different positions in every place there is in my abode. I might even command her to give me a blowjob in the truffle plantation and that makes my shaft hard and proud.
I have to take this out on a cold shower. My bitch has to learn a thing or two on choices and consequences, not before giving a call to someone to check on her.
A few minutes later
" Mr.Crescen, where will you have her? ". A voice asked me by the phone.
" have her in the same room where she was before", I prompted.
I am now sleeping pants when they called that she is unconscious by the time they found her. Exhaustion, hunger, thirst, and that nasty wound on her feet. That's gonna scar but no worries, she's is still the most lovely woman I have as I look at her now she's clean from all the grime and dirt.
Doctor Stevens, the grumpy grandfather with wobbly feet on-call had already attached her to some dextrose and some meds that will have her ok in no time.
" When will she wake up?" I ask with much eagerness.
He just made a gruff and scoffing sound irritated that I asked and I raised my brows in contempt of his behavior. He may be long-term on my payroll and loyal but that's not gonna stop me from having him killed in no moment.
He caught a glimpse of my face and assured me that she'll be awake by a few hours or a day depending on how her body was as he continues to put medical treatment on her wound and cuts. " she will feel everything but the meds will make her functional", a precise answer he gave.
By no time, he motioned that he was done and advised me of all the medicines she has to take and closed the door silently leaving us alone.
I get on top of her and started to sniff her cunt that smells wonderful and started to taste her folds and I could not resist the temptation to plop by her right side where no strings attached to her and have my left-hand play with her scared pussy plunging one finger and two inside and my lips affixed to her nipple because I'm gonna suck her like I'm a baby to get me to sleep. After all, id rather hears her screams than go on in this senseless state of her.
Tomorrow if she wakes up or even if she doesn't wake up, I'm gonna fuck her where everyone can hear how outstanding my bitch is.
I just can't wait!
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