"Sometimes it seems like you're lying, your eyes are lying, your smile is lying, everything."
He explodes before me, but never again striking me a promise it means to keep, his calm features falling away because of all the built up anger.
(anger that is the one holding the knife)
"How can I not lie, Henry? You're the one lying to yourself thinking I could ever be happy in my prison."
For the first time in the countless days, the clock ticking slowly as I watched everything slip away, I got my voice back and needed to scream.
Scream at my guard, with that smile that shows his madness more then he does, even though there is little to no hope of rescue.
Those lips of his shut me up faster then any strike could, trapping me in his hands that seem weak until their hard grip is wrapped around you.
(the need to say 'brother, let me go' is overpowering me)
"Abby, I'm sorry I yelled at you. It won't happen again, I promise, I love you. Now just rest while I get dinner ready."
Those arms, hands that are so good at ripping you to bits, pull me in like they need the touch of my skin to breathe, to live.
"Salmon, your favorite."
That smile is back in place as he shuts the door to my prison, which now seems to be expanding to this whole damn island. And I'm left alone with my thoughts the ones that are so very good at eating me up inside, and the sound of humming below my feet.
(that same hum that started after he washed away Jimmy's blood)
My hands are clenched tight those hands that had wanted so badly to push away his before he devours me completely.
That strength that had shined through before was quickly fading as I got ready to step into the same retinue, the same one that steals away any words I have left.
('talk to me, Abby, please just say one goddamn word!')
This same place I've been in since I saw Jimmy's head split open and I fear I will be here until the day I die.
(by my own hands rather then his)