Revenge Deal With The Devil-Chapter 59: TELL ME YOUR DREAM
Immediately Amelia went into the room she dropped on the bed, her hands went to her face covering her eyes, she was starting to regret ever knowing the devil, he made her fall in love with him and wanted to treat her like a toy he could use anytime.
She just wanted to be free.
It is probably her fault for not traveling when she had the chance, if she had travelled out at that time maybe he would have never found her.
Amelia dozed off with all this thoughts in her mind and tear stains on her face.
She was running in the forests with tree branches tearing through her skin making marks but she was less bothered about it, all that was on her mind was to escape from whatever was chasing her.
Then a man rushed forward hugging her tightly as if to reassure her that he was there for her, she hugged him back seeming to be relieved he was finally there to help her.
The man figure suddenly changed and when the woman had separated from him she noticed it and tried to struggle out of his arm but he wouldn’t budge, he cries resonated through out the entire forest as she screamed for help hoping the one she truly longed for would come to her aid but no one came.
The man smiled before dragging the woman back to the direction she was coming from she tried to break free wriggling her hand out of his hands holding unto a tree branch and refusing to let go.
But in the end her hand was still pried away from it and she was dragged to an abandoned building.
Thrown inside, the woman was locked in a cell room where she was tied down with chains.
Her yells and cries echoed throughout the hallway but it was all fruitless, each day men would come in whipping her with a rope filled with thorns.
Her body was filled with the scars from the beatings and each day new marks would be made, her beautiful green dress was now stained with blood and the back was completely torn due to the whips impact.
Soon after longs days of torture she committed suicide, weakly chanting something before she died.
Amelia gasped as she opened her eyes jolting awake, she had the same nightmare again, her heart was beating fast as the dream felt so real.
It was like those whips that was landed on that woman’s back was on hers instead, she could not see the face of the woman neither the cruel man that dragged the woman away either.
But she felt what the woman had felt then, the fear of something dangerous and the fear of being in a dilemma, giving up someone you loved for your sake, even at that time all the woman thought of was her lover. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢
"Take, drink some water." Amelia heard a cool voice beside her, she looked up to see Damon handing her a glass of water.
Amelia stared at his hands refusing to take the glass.
"I don’t have all day, are you drinking it or not." Damon said coldly hoping that would make Amelia drink it but she still didn’t budge.
Just now, he had come to drop all the things he had, stolen/taken from Silva’s house.
He saw her groaning in pain and her face was covered in cold sweat it was obvious that she was having a nightmare, he had tried to wake her up normally but it was too no avail.
And just like the last time, when he was about to enter into her head she woke up.
"I can go take water by myself." Amelia responded in a hoarse voice due to crying too much.
"But I’m giving, take it and be grateful." Damon hissed getting tired at her stubbornness.
"You can go give water to your mate, I don’t need it." Amelia said trying not to sound jealous as possible.
"Yeah, I’m pretty much sure she would appreciate the care so do you want the water or not, if you don’t drink it I guarantee you that I would go round the house and empty all the water source so I would see how you get to drink water then." Damon threatened unhappily, even though it was not his will to treat her like this he had to, when the truth was revealed she would surely understand and forgive him and then they could be as they were before.
Thinking of that, Damon had a lighter mood than before.
Amelia sneered running her hands through her hair before grabbing thee water out of his hands spilling some in the process and gulped everything down in a hurry making the water drip from her mouth trailing down her neck.
Damon saw this gulped but it was not the time for that, "So what was the dream all about?" Damon asked collecting the glass cup from her and placing it on the bedside.
"Like I would want to talk about it with you." Amelia sneered turning away from him and laid down on the bed facing the other side.
"You won’t talk." Damon asked starting to get really frustrated at Amelia.
"Why do you want me to talk, on what basis, based on which relationship do we share!!" Amelia yelled standing up from the bed and facing Damon with red eyes and tears gathered at the rims of her eyes, how dare he talk like she was obligated to tell him about her dreams when they did not have any thing that connected them together, if not for her being locked here by him she would have left ages ago.
"When you are done you can leave, the door is that way." Amelia simply said laying back on the ground she did not have the mental or emotional strength going through an argument, so it was best he left.
"I’m not going anywhere until you tell me your dream." Damon said sternly refusing to move an inch.
