The Destiny Of Bluebird

There was no difference between morning and night anymore. Nor was she able to distinguish reality from nightmares. Every time, there was only pain. Every moment, there was only dark desperation and misery. 

Her stomach didn't become any better. She collapsed more than once. Yet, Jack didn't care. The more she was in pain, the more his pleasure grew.

Regularly, two old maids and a pretty blond nurse would visit her to take care of her old injuries and prepare her for the new ones. No matter how much she would beg them or the guards, no one was ready to help her. Helping her was a suicide. They knew it well: Jack would drink the blood of that fool who may dare approach his beloved doll. And maybe they were discreetly grateful for sacrificing the young lady to the boss, for his attitude became much softer since he put her in that torture cage.

After seven days of hell, Flora ceased responding to her mad husband's violence: Her body reacted slightly. Her eyes teared. Her heart beat harder once she heard his deep voice whispering to her. Yet, her soul was asleep somewhere far away. She wasn't even conscious anymore. Instead, she seemed like a real doll of porcelain.

Every time he visited her, he would first describe all the sick things he intended to do. Then he would kiss her lips and caress her hair before slapping her chick roughly and starting bandaging her body. 

He used all the imaginable torture tools on her: the whip, the paddle, the riding crop, the cattle prod...

Never did he get satisfied. Never did he get enough. It seems his hunger will never come to an end. 

Flora realized she would spend the rest of her life in that hell. So she felt no will to live anymore. If death is coming anyway, the sooner it comes, the better.

After twenty days of hell, Flora stopped eating, speaking, or accepting medicines. 

"This is futile, madame Flora," said her nurse when she refused to open her mouth and take the pills. "If you refuse to swallow it, the guards will force you to. Or I will ask the doctor to put you on drugs!" 

However, Flora didn't care about any of those threats. Nothing can be worse than what she is living now:

- It is a pity a vicious creature like you managed to become a nurse, murmured Flora.

For Flora, a nurse is a divine creature, an angel in human disguise, and not a tool in the hand of psycho men!

- I can't tell why a handsome man like the boss cherishes you, wh*re! Such a head-dog you are!

No matter how hard the nurse tried to persuade her, how much she threatened her, or how hard she slapped her, Flora refused to open her mouth.

The nurse grew angry at this determination. So she decided to report the stubborn attitude of Flora to the boss. 

Jack was in his office when the nurse asked to meet him:

- She is too bold for a mere nurse! I told her you usually make your uninvited visitors wait. Yet, she insisted on seeing you immediately, briefed his assistant. 

- Let her in Jeff, replied the boss beaming. I would like to inquire after my dear doll

Once in, the nurse started complaining about Flora's strange attitude. At the end of the talk, she made the fatal error when saying:

- I did my best, Sir! Yet, she refused to cooperate! 

- Really? Mocked Jack.

- I even slapped her and yelled at her, but she incest in...

The nurse didn't finish that sentence. And that unfinished sentence was her last. 

Jack's nostrils flared as she exposed her wrongdoings with Flora. He took his gun out and shot her dead. Jeff sobbed in surprise and shock. Yet, his boss didn't care. He grabbed the nurse's corpse to the hall where every servant and employee saw it. Then, he yelled: "Look, you filthy lives! This bitch dared to slap my wife. So I gave her what she deserved. Madame Flora is my beloved wife. And no one on earth messes with the wife of Jack Black! No one! I treat her however I want! But you treat her the way the precious lady of the manor should get treated! Am I being clear?!" 

They shouted, shaken by terror: "Yes, boss!”

Jack pulled the corpse down and went out of the house. Christ chased him:

- Sir! Sir! Where are you going?!

- To that mindless Flora!

- Sir! Please, do not visit her while you are angry! You may break her!

In his life, Jeff never saw his master that outraged. He looked like a stormy ocean on a rainy day. He looked unapproachable, like a wild ogre.

Flora was asleep when he came into her cell. She finally managed to rest after her stomach ached for hours. But she woke up screaming in an electric shock! 

- So you refused medicines, b*tch? Yelled Jack Black, like a mad monster.

He grabbed her by the collar of her dress so violently that she was about to suffocate:

- You will not die unless I permit you! Do you hear me sl*t?! You will live! And you will bear the pain I am offering you. You are not running away by splitting your consciousness of your body. I will always find a horrendous way to make you come back to me again! I love you Flora! You can’t just go!

- Guess what? Muttered Flora calmly. I don't give a sh*t.

And that was all that Jack needed to lose the last of his sanity and go berserk. He hit her madly till his hands turned red from her blood. Fortunately, Jeff managed to stop him before killing her.

Flora didn't eat for a day. And Jack didn't visit. "Hope he got a stroke"  She prayed before going to sleep. By dawn, she saw a strange dream: She saw herself being a lost princess caged in a tower by a beast. One day, a handsome prince wearing silver armor and riding a silver horse came. He fought the beast, massacred him, and saved her. Flora woke up from that sweet dream when an unfamiliar guard came into her cell carrying food. 

Looking into his silver eyes, Flora felt a strange zeal in her insides: The man was handsome like the moon and warm like the sun:

- Good morning, my good lady. I brought you your favorite meal.

- How did you know I like mashed potatoes with cheese?

- A little bluebird told me. 

The girl laughed:

- Well, I had a caged bluebird once! Said she. I named him Louis. He was the only friend I had when I was a child. Yet, I let him go so he won't be miserable like I am, living in a cage.

- Maybe it is time to join him?

For the first time, Flora felt a blaze of hope in her heart:

- What do you mean?

- If you desire death, I can not help you, my lady. But if you wish to taste the freedom you gave to Louis, then eat this meal.

- It is very early for mashed potatoes! she razzed.

- It is never early to chase the life you deserve, my lady.

- Yet, I insist it is supper early for potatoes. Why didn't you come a little later? By that time, Jack would make me already dead!

She mocked, realizing his plan. And she ate the poisonous meal happily.