I HATE YOU

"Margaux? Sins of the past?" She kept repeating his words as she tried to comprehend what he had just said but the more she thought of it, the more confused she was. Why did he call her a different name? What did he mean by the sins she committed in the past? She looked at the window to ask him what he meant by that but he had already left leaving her all alone in this cold room. How could he just leave after calling her a name she had never heard and talking about the sins she committed in the past? How could he just leave without telling her the reason why he was doing all these? 

April banged at the door again, hoping that the demon would show himself but he didn't, he didn't show up. She sighed loudly as she sat on the cold floor and cursed under her breathe already frustrated with everything going on. She wished all of these were a dream, she wished this was just a bad dream, a bad dream she desperately wanted to wake up from. 

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Damon who had just finished speaking with April looked really enraged. Just mere looking at her, he felt the urge to kill her, the urge to torture her to death. How dare she act all innocent? How dare she act like she did nothing in the past? He clenched his fist as he felt himself getting really provoked. No matter how badly he wanted to kill her, he had to suppress that urge, he had to stifle it for the main reason - breaking the curse. 

Damon knew he wouldn't last long in stifling his anger because of that woman. Looking at that woman's face only brought back memories,memories of the events that happened three hundred years ago. "Bring Dana here." He said facing Connor. 

    Connor stilled when he heard the name 'Dana.'  "You want me to bring Dana here?" Connor asked shocked by what Damon had asked him to do. Why would he need the witch queen here? 

"I'm not patient enough to wait for her to regain her memory after waiting for three hundred years for her to be reborn so you bring Dana here to make her remember her past." Damon didn't care if the witch queen would have to take her back to the past, all he wanted was for her to just get her memory back and end it all. If only he could turn back time, if only he could....... he could go back to the past then he would have killed her when he had the chance to,probably all of these wouldn't have happened and Iris....... Iris wouldn't have been dead. 

"Okay." Connor simply replied. He could see how desperate Damon was. If Dana could help her regain her memories then he would do anything to bring her here. 

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April woke up feeling weak. She had fallen asleep while thinking of a way to escape this room. The day had gotten dark and the room was very cold at night that her whole body was shivering from cold. As if that wasn't enough, her stomach rumbled begging for food. She had not eaten anything all day. Her body was battling with both hunger and cold and April knew that she might end up dying before he even kills her. 

She had to escape, that was the only way to save herself. But how would she escape? She was locked in this room and there wasn't even a way she could escape. She thought of breaking the door but that would only alert the demon that she was planning on escaping and facing him was the last thing she would ever want because she knew she stand no chance against him. Just his deadly glares was enough for her to give up her plans on escaping. 

April looked at the window that had been opened,she had thought of escaping through the window. Although the window looked a bit smaller for her that she doubted if she would be able to escape through the window. "We wouldn't know unless we try." She said to herself as she got up to climb the window but then she stopped. She might not really know that demon but she knew he wasn't stupid enough to leave the window open when he knew she might try to escape through it. 

'What if this is a trap? A trap to lure you outside?' She heard her subconscious warning her to give up her plan of escaping because she would never be able to escape from the demon but April being her stubborn self refused to listen. This was the only way for her to save herself, she would rather try to do something to save herself than do nothing and end up dying in the hands of that monster. She had already made up her mind and nothing would stop her. 

She took a deep breathe before climbing the window as she squeezed in to make herself fit into the window so she could jump down. 

April jumped down from the window and gasped with pain as she sprained her ankle but she didn't have the time to look at her injured ankle. Now that she was finally out from that room, she had to run, run before the demon comes for her. 

With the little energy in her, she limped as she searched for an exit, an exit that would lead her out of this godforsaken building. And finally, she found an exit. She sighed as she smiled, the heavens were probably on her side today. 

She limped towards the exit but stopped on the way when she saw the demon standing at the exit. April felt the little hope in her crumbled down when she saw him. Though he wasn't even looking at her, his back was facing her but she knew.... she knew she would never be able to leave this house with him here, she would never be able to escape from him. 

April felt hot tears rolling down her cheek as she bit her lower lip to fight back the tears rolling down. 

Damon turned to face her, a smirk escaped his lips when he saw her looking devastated. 

"Disappointed?" He spoke in a nasty unkind way as he walked closer to April until he was only a step away from her. There she saw his eyes weren't red but now greyish in colour. He pulled her head to lean against his shoulder. "It's time you know you'll never escape from me." He whispered into her ears. 

It was as if he had just casted a spell on her, something like a black wisp of smoke surround her face and before she knew it, she was slowly getting lost in the dark. Her eyes that were initially awake suddenly began to fall unconscious. 

"I.....hate.....you." She managed to curse out before her head collasped on his shoulder.