Be My Soldier Forever

Ep. 78

I felt such a familiar feeling about the virgin, which flowed down my throat and out of my mouth. Ever since the regular beatings happened, this was no longer a surprise to me, I saw red liquid coming out of my body. He would do anything to make me bleed, he would cut off my hands and feet, slice my cheeks with open wounds, kick my stomach or hit my head against the wall. Whatever he could do as long as he could make myself bleed, once he finished his task he would sit and watch myself lying helplessly on the floor, as my blood soaked the carpet that was once clean. He was satisfied with his task of making myself vomit blood, he witnessed my suffering and then left myself in chaos, I stopped crying, he said, my cry would only bite him and on top of it only gave him the pleasure and satisfaction of already hurting myself, now I just lay curled up on my own suffering.

I kept hoping and praying to God that Alan and Adriam would find me, open the door and save me. But Stefan banged my head and said they would never find me, if I had to give up, giving up hope that they would find me here. But I denied it, and she saw my response so bold, she felt frustrated by my answer, so to allay her frustration she took it all out on me again.

I weakly crawled on top of the bed and pulled myself up while curling up, hugging the white pillow blanket with splashes of blood still dripping on the bed, there were four large and small specks of blood everywhere, the floor was covered with my blood, even the white walls were all filled with my blood scattering. My body collapsed on the bed from exhaustion and malnutrition, as long as I was here, I lost as much as 4 Kg of weight, due to running out of blood and not eating enough. My body will be malnourished, my body will not heal properly, the cuts and bruises that usually start to heal in a few days, it takes more than a week to show signs of healing. And I fainted as long as he hit me for lack of sleep. Sometimes to wake me up Stefan starts hitting me again.

The door opened, Stefan came in with the food he used to buy me, in the package was a white bread, a piece of cheese and also brought me a glass of water.

"Hello, dear Alice. I brought you some food." Stefan said, sitting on the edge of the bed and putting a tray on my lap, but I just stared at him.

"Oh, come on, baby. We've been through this a hundred times. You have to eat." He said harshly in the last sentence.

"Why don't you just kill me?" I asked. My throat was sore and dry from lack of water, but I did not want to give up and drink water from it. He grabbed my chin violently and forced me to look at him. Her once beautiful eyes were now dark, almost black. "Geez, you'll know when I'll kill you. And trust me that day will come quickly." He sadistically smiled as he rubbed his hands along my jaw. My eyes widened slightly in fear.

"Oh, shh, shh." He persuaded me "You'll beg me to kill you once I'm done." There was no sound of regret, he did not feel guilty at all. He didn't even blink. I don't cry, I want to not cry and stay strong.

"Why don't you just finish it?" I spit on his face. My eyes held back anger and rage, I wanted him to end my life.

"You want to die motherfucker? Alright." His voice sounded like a demon, sounding evil and cold. He gripped my hair pulling it towards him causing the food on my lap to fall to the floor, his hand went up and clutched my neck which was about to cut off my oxygen channels.

"I'll kill you, but I'll do it slowly and painfully." He said with clenched teeth.

"The first thing I'm going to do, is do the thing I did when we last met." An evil look appeared in his eyes, the fire seemed to burn even brighter as consciousness began to notice me, he wanted to torture me, he wanted me to feel sad and useless, he said, she wanted me to feel like I did eight years ago when I left her, after she abused me. The horror and distress I felt could be seen through my eyes, I tried to hide it, but he had already caught a glimpse of what I was feeling and seized the opportunity. She fumbled my breasts, tore my thin shirt, then pulled it painfully. She wanted to see my reaction, she wanted me to beg her to stop, to pity me, but all she got was a sad expression. He pulled me closer to him so that our faces were right next to each other.

"By the time I'm done doing it with you, you're paying attention to hoping I'll kill you that night." After that he was good at his words, he tortured my body, he tied me up so that I could not fight him or try to escape, he said, he played the game with himself he would slice and form a line on my body then kiss it. By the time he was done with his game, I was naked and humiliated.

"Geez, don't be sad." She said as she started to undress herself. "You're always sad every time it happens like this." He growls. Just before she took off her last clothes there was a shout from outside, you could see a flash of blue and red, which illuminated the room, relief and happiness suddenly appearing inside me.

I looked at Stefan, hoping to see the look on the face of defeat and the face of his lost victory, but instead I saw an evil smile on his lips.

"Oh, look, baby. Our friend is coming."