Live Like Legends (LIVING LEGEND #3)

Chapter 48

I was sweating buckets and I could barely feel my arms with how they were tied up. I hung from a ceiling I couldn’t even see, continuously poked and prodded at by shadow demons that changed into my worst nightmares. One minute it was Jonah punching into my stomach and the next it was Ariel whipping my back. Anytime I closed my eyes it was a fucking mess.

I saw blood everywhere and then it would be right in front of me, pooling at my feet as if it was my own. I saw Dimitri and the way he taunted and cackled in my face, somehow making me believe he won. The figures before me morphed into Dani or my father spewing out words of hate and discouragement in my face. I tried to block it out but this wasn’t like the times where I could breath and make it all go away.

This was my reality and I wasn’t waking up. I blinked and it got worse. I took a breath and my lungs constricted. The darkness in my mind was having a field day and all the progress I had made was pointless in a place like this. It was a prison of my own doing, even if I hadn’t forced myself to be here.

I felt a knife stab into my side, but I knew it would heal like it did every few minutes. I was tired. So fucking tired.

The demons hissed, glancing at each other and then at something behind me. I couldn’t move my head over my shoulder enough to see much of what it was, but it was bright. This had to be another trick. A ploy to say oh you’ve gotten out , but actually I’m still here, living in the dark.

I let my head hang down, not wanting to be met with utter disappointment. The light didn’t move or shudder. There was a shift in the space around me. The demons started convulsing and transforming into one form to torture me and then to another. The images I was forced to see started to distort and become nothing at all.

The demons started screeching as shadows flew past them, slicing at their bodies and picking them up just to drop them on the ground. It was hard to keep my eyes open, but I watched, eyeing the shadows and waiting for when they would come for me next. The shadows swayed, whipping around towards me. Instead of cutting my skin or causing me pain, they stroked my skin.

The tension in my body melted and I wanted to lean into the shadows, but they moved behind me flowing into the light that was behind me.

I heard a voice that felt so much like a piece of my heart as the light got closer and shrouded me in its glow.

I love you Nicholas Cassial. Please come home to me.