nightmare

Lyana

I feel the warm touch against the skin as a slow caress, making my body match the firm and possessive voice is as tempting as the darkness in which I am enjoying rest. I sigh fighting against the heavy eyelids when the heat fades leaving only the empty place, the softness of what I recognize to be a fabric. But it is the pains spread throughout the body that attract all my attention, gradually I will regain consciousness of the unhappy night and feel the panic coming back with everything. I lift my body at once being taken by dizziness, I’m seeking to stabilize my breath is when I finally realize I am in a highly luxurious room.

The huge bed covered by silky fabrics is lit by a beam of light between heavy curtains, I check my clothes in place before getting up, closing my eyes, and mentally thanking for having some sign that I was not abused. I want to believe that none of that was real and I’m just in some twisted nightmare, but it’s the cold ground against the soles of my fee