Page 229 of Nemesync
This was the man who had destroyed me years ago.
He was there, and he recognized me.
I couldn’t feel my heart beating again.
The broken pieces cut through my skin. I bled from the inside, a torrent of crimson poison running through every corner of my being, paralyzing my every move, my every breath. It filled my lungs with haunting memories.
I became that Zanae again.
Broken, shattered,destroyed.
Crack
Crack
My gun raised, Lukas sat behind the desk, the same sinister smile playing on his lips. The room seemed to close in around me as he welcomed me with a familiar tone—the same one I heard when I looked at myself in the mirror, the one that echoed how worthless I was and how nobody cared about my suffering.
“Ah, Zanae, my little beauty. I’ve been expecting you. It’s been too long.”
My grip tightened on my gun, with shaky hands, memories of the past flooding back. His evil gaze swept over me, fear and trauma started to take hold of me.
He was the same—the same blue eyes, the same sinister smirk.
I felt like I was going to throw up.
The monster in my every nightmare was right in front of me.
And I felt like in every sleepy terror,helpless.
“You’ve grown into quite the masterpiece. I must say, I’ve missed you. Do you remember that night? The fear in your pretty eyes was intoxicating.”
And I lost myself in the memories of my own death.
No!
Not Luna!
I scream, I scream so hard that my throat might bleed.
“Luna!!!!! It’s okay I’m here!!”
She can’t hear me because of that stupid door.
I need to open it! My palms hit the door so hard that the small window through which I can see my best friend lying unconscious, shakes.
But she isn’t responding. And a silhouette is so close to her.
What if they hurt her?
“Luna!! WAKE UP!!” I scream and scream, but nothing changes.
Frustration and fear burns under my skin. Another man sits in front of the door, looking at the scene in front of him.
She’s finally awake! I scream again, hoping this time she would see me. And she does.
Our eyes meet, but it’s fear I see in her gaze. And I hate it.
Why is my heart hurting so much?
