Life After Lies
দ্বারা Fadingsilverstar16
Chapter 4
Leniency
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"A feeling in the pit of my stomach told me it would only get worse from here."
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I violently jabbed the punching bag once more, my bruised and bleeding knuckles throbbing in protest. Beads of sweat streamed down my face as I unleashed my anger on the thing. My হৃদয় slammed into my chest and my mind screamed at me to stop, but I ignored it. Pure adrenaline was the only thing keeping me from passing out. I channeled all of my negative feelings into the workout dummy, and soon it seemed as if it was the manifestation of everything that went wrong in my life. I wanted it to hurt, too.
The inanimate object took my blows silently, my fists leaving nothing but dull gray scratches on the tough blue fabric. After a time, my body couldn't take it anymore, and I felt ready to give up at this useless violence. I paused, my chest heaving, to look at the bag one আরো time before quitting. It swung on the hook bolted to the small hinge I'd placed in my living room, taunting me. It knew it would never feel my pain.
With one last burst of energy, I swung, missed, and collapsed. As I faded into the dark, I could've sworn the squeaks of the swinging hook almost sounded like laughter.
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I should not have felt this way. I'd known this দিন would come. From the first moment, I'd known.
And yet, just looking at the common household utensil in my hand made my insides churn.
It was a simple রান্নাঘর knife, sharp and deadly.The artificial light of my small সাজঘর glinted off of its perfect steel blade, one that would soon be tainted with blood.
Sick.
Sighing, I set it down on the sink before me and looked at my reflection in the mirror. My hair, disheveled and tangled, fell over my face, partially covering my eyes. There was a dried blood stain reaching from my busted lip to my chin. An ugly bruise had formed right দ্বারা my eye from when I had fallen. The only parts of my face that heavy makeup wouldn't cover were my gray, lifeless eyes.
In short, I looked (and felt) like crap. It didn't seem like there was any humanity left in me.
But there was. How did I know? The sick feeling that rose to my throat whenever I thought about cutting up and innocent person's face. Something in the back of my mind told me that if I didn't exercise some sort of leniency with him, it would eat away at my conscience for the rest of my days.
There was no shooing the guilt away this time. I had to do something.
My thoughts turned to the camera sitting on my nightstand. I had to capture the act on video. I couldn't get past that, but I didn't care. I would find another way to let him know of my decision. My mind was set.
Screw indifference toward all.
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I walked down the dungeon hall, ignoring the shouts of "Let me out!" and "I haven't done anything wrong!" coming from all directions. Upon reaching the tiny cell, I stood in front of the metal door, camera in one hand, ছুরি in the other. There was no turning back now.
I went in.
Now, knowing Noah, I should have thought twice about freeing him from the tape wrapped around his mouth. For some reason, though, I undid the gag without thinking before I could even told him what was going on. Staying quiet, he raised an eyebrow at me expectantly. I bit my lip and took a deep breath.
"I've decided to be civil with you, Noah," I started, looking directly at him. "I only ask your cooperation. Give me that, and I'll make sure we'll both...well, you'll go through this with as little pain as possible. Got it?"
No words leaving his mouth, he just sat there, eyes fixed on me, head tilted slightly to the left. His expression was a mixture of confusion and disbelief.
The air grew dense with silence.
Once he seemed to firm a suitable Noah-like response, the prisoner's eyes narrowed in distrust.
"First of all, আপনি look terrible."
I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms. Typical.
"Secondly, why should I trust you, of all people? আপনি don't exactly have a reputation for kindness and honesty, আপনি know." I pursed my lips, the floor suddenly becoming very interesting.
"Good question, and to tell আপনি the truth, I don't really have and answer to that. But," I raised my head and walked to him, "if আপনি don't trust me, you'll go through a lot আরো than necessary. If I were you, I would try and take the bare minimum." We glared at each other, faces just millimeters away from touching.
"Explain," he demanded.
"Gladly."
Remembering the weapon, I held up the knife.
"We've found a way to contact your father," I said, giving him a serious look. "I don't know exactly what was said, but it's pretty obvious that having আপনি here isn't enough to convince him." His eyes widened to their full capacity, and I nodded slowly, spinning the razor-edged blade through my fingers.
"So, আপনি mean-"
"Yes," I cut him off, trying my hardest to keep an even tone, "I've been ordered to take a video of myself cutting up your face." Feeling slightly nauseous again, I turned away before he could form a reaction, closing my eyes in disgust.
"I can only imagine what they'll do to আপনি if আপনি try going through this with a straight face. They really want আপনি to feel it..." I murmured. "I'm offering আপনি an easier way. Are আপনি in?"
For a few seconds, he looked strangely at me, searching my face for insincerity.
"You're helping me," he finally stated, regarding me incredulously. "Why?"
I exhaled, standing and turning my back to him. I let the arm holding the ছুরি fall limply to my side.
"Because I have enough weighing down on my back. Turning a blind eye to your suffering would just be adding another demon to follow me to the grave," I admitted, and although my eyes weren't on Noah, I could tell he remained unimpressed.
"I don't get you," was his reply.
I chuckled, shaking my head.
"No one does, not even I do. The funny thing about it is that this will probably end up costing me my life, not yours. That's okay though..." I sighed, taking a pause, "...I'm already dead to the rest of the world anyway."
I faced him again.
"So, are আপনি in?"
There was quiet for a few আরো ticks of the clock.
"Yeah."
Smart boy.
I knelt down to his level, flipping open the camera. He eyed the ছুরি warily.
"Let's get this over with," I sighed again, wiping the ছুরি off with my shirt. "Now, when I start, আপনি have to scream, and আপনি have to scream loudly. If আপনি don't প্রদর্শনী your pain, they'll make me hurt আপনি until আপনি do. Brace yourself." He nodded and shut his eyes tightly as I positioned the knife.
"Take a deep breath," I whispered, and so started the torture.
I tried to make the cuts as smooth as possible, but I also had to do it slowly as my hands would not stop trembling. I made the first incision, drops of blood running down my wrist. After a very convincing scream, Noah's face went pale and his eyes glazed over as if he was already dead, breathing labored and shallow. His skin, like mine, shone with sweat, big drops of it rolling down his face and mingling with the blood on his cheek. The সেকেন্ড স্ল্যাশ was made, and I'd successfully completed my transition from an empty soul into a monster.
Thus concluded the torture.
"It's over," I said, আরো to myself than to Noah.
I shut off the camera, let the bloodied ছুরি clatter to the metal floor, and leaned back to see exactly what I had done. At least the X was clean and not as jagged as it could have been, but that didn't stop my হৃদয় from wrenching painfully. My entire world spun, and I clutched my breast, trying to get myself back under control.
Reining myself in, I patted the only perfect cheek he had left.
"Noah, breathe," I told him, moving my hand away from his face and placing it firmly on his shoulder. He gave me no response at first, but started to breathe normally after a moment. Once he was taking in air regularly again, I gave his shoulder a squeeze, letting him know that all reality was still intact, and then I stood to leave.
"I'll see about getting আপনি something to eat," I murmured as I walked out, but that never happened.
Instead, I went to the washroom, entered a stall, took one look at my blood stained hand, swallowed the burning tears that threatened to fall, and spilled the contents of my stomach into the toilet.
I'd told him it was over. I'd lied. It wouldn't be over for a long, long time.
দ্বারা Fadingsilverstar16
Chapter 4
Leniency
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"A feeling in the pit of my stomach told me it would only get worse from here."
~~
I violently jabbed the punching bag once more, my bruised and bleeding knuckles throbbing in protest. Beads of sweat streamed down my face as I unleashed my anger on the thing. My হৃদয় slammed into my chest and my mind screamed at me to stop, but I ignored it. Pure adrenaline was the only thing keeping me from passing out. I channeled all of my negative feelings into the workout dummy, and soon it seemed as if it was the manifestation of everything that went wrong in my life. I wanted it to hurt, too.
The inanimate object took my blows silently, my fists leaving nothing but dull gray scratches on the tough blue fabric. After a time, my body couldn't take it anymore, and I felt ready to give up at this useless violence. I paused, my chest heaving, to look at the bag one আরো time before quitting. It swung on the hook bolted to the small hinge I'd placed in my living room, taunting me. It knew it would never feel my pain.
With one last burst of energy, I swung, missed, and collapsed. As I faded into the dark, I could've sworn the squeaks of the swinging hook almost sounded like laughter.
~~
I should not have felt this way. I'd known this দিন would come. From the first moment, I'd known.
And yet, just looking at the common household utensil in my hand made my insides churn.
It was a simple রান্নাঘর knife, sharp and deadly.The artificial light of my small সাজঘর glinted off of its perfect steel blade, one that would soon be tainted with blood.
Sick.
Sighing, I set it down on the sink before me and looked at my reflection in the mirror. My hair, disheveled and tangled, fell over my face, partially covering my eyes. There was a dried blood stain reaching from my busted lip to my chin. An ugly bruise had formed right দ্বারা my eye from when I had fallen. The only parts of my face that heavy makeup wouldn't cover were my gray, lifeless eyes.
In short, I looked (and felt) like crap. It didn't seem like there was any humanity left in me.
But there was. How did I know? The sick feeling that rose to my throat whenever I thought about cutting up and innocent person's face. Something in the back of my mind told me that if I didn't exercise some sort of leniency with him, it would eat away at my conscience for the rest of my days.
There was no shooing the guilt away this time. I had to do something.
My thoughts turned to the camera sitting on my nightstand. I had to capture the act on video. I couldn't get past that, but I didn't care. I would find another way to let him know of my decision. My mind was set.
Screw indifference toward all.
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I walked down the dungeon hall, ignoring the shouts of "Let me out!" and "I haven't done anything wrong!" coming from all directions. Upon reaching the tiny cell, I stood in front of the metal door, camera in one hand, ছুরি in the other. There was no turning back now.
I went in.
Now, knowing Noah, I should have thought twice about freeing him from the tape wrapped around his mouth. For some reason, though, I undid the gag without thinking before I could even told him what was going on. Staying quiet, he raised an eyebrow at me expectantly. I bit my lip and took a deep breath.
"I've decided to be civil with you, Noah," I started, looking directly at him. "I only ask your cooperation. Give me that, and I'll make sure we'll both...well, you'll go through this with as little pain as possible. Got it?"
No words leaving his mouth, he just sat there, eyes fixed on me, head tilted slightly to the left. His expression was a mixture of confusion and disbelief.
The air grew dense with silence.
Once he seemed to firm a suitable Noah-like response, the prisoner's eyes narrowed in distrust.
"First of all, আপনি look terrible."
I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms. Typical.
"Secondly, why should I trust you, of all people? আপনি don't exactly have a reputation for kindness and honesty, আপনি know." I pursed my lips, the floor suddenly becoming very interesting.
"Good question, and to tell আপনি the truth, I don't really have and answer to that. But," I raised my head and walked to him, "if আপনি don't trust me, you'll go through a lot আরো than necessary. If I were you, I would try and take the bare minimum." We glared at each other, faces just millimeters away from touching.
"Explain," he demanded.
"Gladly."
Remembering the weapon, I held up the knife.
"We've found a way to contact your father," I said, giving him a serious look. "I don't know exactly what was said, but it's pretty obvious that having আপনি here isn't enough to convince him." His eyes widened to their full capacity, and I nodded slowly, spinning the razor-edged blade through my fingers.
"So, আপনি mean-"
"Yes," I cut him off, trying my hardest to keep an even tone, "I've been ordered to take a video of myself cutting up your face." Feeling slightly nauseous again, I turned away before he could form a reaction, closing my eyes in disgust.
"I can only imagine what they'll do to আপনি if আপনি try going through this with a straight face. They really want আপনি to feel it..." I murmured. "I'm offering আপনি an easier way. Are আপনি in?"
For a few seconds, he looked strangely at me, searching my face for insincerity.
"You're helping me," he finally stated, regarding me incredulously. "Why?"
I exhaled, standing and turning my back to him. I let the arm holding the ছুরি fall limply to my side.
"Because I have enough weighing down on my back. Turning a blind eye to your suffering would just be adding another demon to follow me to the grave," I admitted, and although my eyes weren't on Noah, I could tell he remained unimpressed.
"I don't get you," was his reply.
I chuckled, shaking my head.
"No one does, not even I do. The funny thing about it is that this will probably end up costing me my life, not yours. That's okay though..." I sighed, taking a pause, "...I'm already dead to the rest of the world anyway."
I faced him again.
"So, are আপনি in?"
There was quiet for a few আরো ticks of the clock.
"Yeah."
Smart boy.
I knelt down to his level, flipping open the camera. He eyed the ছুরি warily.
"Let's get this over with," I sighed again, wiping the ছুরি off with my shirt. "Now, when I start, আপনি have to scream, and আপনি have to scream loudly. If আপনি don't প্রদর্শনী your pain, they'll make me hurt আপনি until আপনি do. Brace yourself." He nodded and shut his eyes tightly as I positioned the knife.
"Take a deep breath," I whispered, and so started the torture.
I tried to make the cuts as smooth as possible, but I also had to do it slowly as my hands would not stop trembling. I made the first incision, drops of blood running down my wrist. After a very convincing scream, Noah's face went pale and his eyes glazed over as if he was already dead, breathing labored and shallow. His skin, like mine, shone with sweat, big drops of it rolling down his face and mingling with the blood on his cheek. The সেকেন্ড স্ল্যাশ was made, and I'd successfully completed my transition from an empty soul into a monster.
Thus concluded the torture.
"It's over," I said, আরো to myself than to Noah.
I shut off the camera, let the bloodied ছুরি clatter to the metal floor, and leaned back to see exactly what I had done. At least the X was clean and not as jagged as it could have been, but that didn't stop my হৃদয় from wrenching painfully. My entire world spun, and I clutched my breast, trying to get myself back under control.
Reining myself in, I patted the only perfect cheek he had left.
"Noah, breathe," I told him, moving my hand away from his face and placing it firmly on his shoulder. He gave me no response at first, but started to breathe normally after a moment. Once he was taking in air regularly again, I gave his shoulder a squeeze, letting him know that all reality was still intact, and then I stood to leave.
"I'll see about getting আপনি something to eat," I murmured as I walked out, but that never happened.
Instead, I went to the washroom, entered a stall, took one look at my blood stained hand, swallowed the burning tears that threatened to fall, and spilled the contents of my stomach into the toilet.
I'd told him it was over. I'd lied. It wouldn't be over for a long, long time.
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"I am sick and tired of আপনি and Natasha getting into trouble!!!"natile ব্যক্ত walking into her room and emtying her clothes into a bag."Where r u going, Natile??"Shawn asked her."far away from here."she jumped out the window and dissapeared.
"Mom,Natile ran away!!"Shawn yelled to his mom.
i don't know where i am goin but i don't care.
"where am i?"Natile asked herself."Huh, los Vegas." She ব্যক্ত walking not paying attention, running into a person."Hey watch where your goin!"The guy said."You remind me alot of my father."She told him,"How?"he ব্যক্ত "Well, Your the same hight as him.you look identical. My name is Natile."I told him."My name is Terrian.... ur brother."he ব্যক্ত he's my brother.
"Mom,Natile ran away!!"Shawn yelled to his mom.
i don't know where i am goin but i don't care.
"where am i?"Natile asked herself."Huh, los Vegas." She ব্যক্ত walking not paying attention, running into a person."Hey watch where your goin!"The guy said."You remind me alot of my father."She told him,"How?"he ব্যক্ত "Well, Your the same hight as him.you look identical. My name is Natile."I told him."My name is Terrian.... ur brother."he ব্যক্ত he's my brother.