Selena stared at the blade in her right hand, wounding if she should do it. Cut the vain that lay under the delicate pale skin of her wrist. She knew killing herself would solve nothing but it would end the pain she endured every night with being with that woman. That woman who caused Selena nothing but misery and anguish, that woman watched Selena's pained expression with an amused look on her face, cheeks painted with a red blush completely aroused by her pet's pain.
Sadistic woman.
The hand holding the blade tighten, turning her knuckles white around the handle of the knife. It's not like anyone is going to miss her anyway. The servants ignored her and always turned a blind eye to the woman's abuse to Selena. She had no family at all… they didn't want her to begin with… they… they throw her away as if she was nothing. Not even her own brother didn't wanted her around either.
So really… no one would miss Selena or remember her at all. She had no one but that's alright… it's better to be alone, anyway.
Sighing, Selena pressed the knife against her wrist, staring dulling at her own refection. The refection glared back at Selena. Two dark brown almost black eyes stared up at her, life no longer shined in them. The life she had in them died when that woman raped her. This life was no longer worth living anymore.
Drip…Drip…Drip…
Went the blood as it ran down Selena left arm and onto the ground, staining it crimson red. The maid did it again running the blade on her skin, causing a second cut to appear. She did not mind the pain, she was used to it by now… if anything she welcomed it… embraced it with open arms.
The pain she once feared and hated was now her freedom and peace.
Oh how wonderful.
Another cut made its way onto her wrist. Then another one, then another. Soon blood oozed out of the many cuts like a river, Selena slid down the tree she was leaning against. The browned eyed girl turned her head towards the sky and wondered if she could touch it… like a freed butterfly… flying with the wind with nothing holding it back.
She smiled. Yes… freedom sounded loving.
She closed her eyes and waited for death to come to her, to bring her everlasting peace.
Too bad God had a funny sense of humor.
"Hmm~ and here I thought you wouldn't have the guts to take your own life. You once again prove me wrong, my sweet little white rose~." A sweet bell like voice whispered into Selena's ear. Selena squeezed her eyes shut tight. 'God please no! Anyone but her!' Selena hoped this was illusion made up in her mind due to the blood she had lost but icy cold arms picked her up dashing away any hope of this woman being not real.
"Now look at all delicious blood you wasted. Blood that could be used to keep me alive. Favoring death over me, your so selfish Selena~." The woman cooed bringing the girl closer to her cold body. Then pressed her lips to Selena's ear and whispered. "But that's alright I have many cruel and pleasurable ways to make you love me again~." Selena could feel the sinister smirk against her neck, making her shiver in disgust or fear? She couldn't tell, even so she was far too weak to talk or fight back.
"Now come let's get back to the castle and get you healed. Then the real fun can begin~." Selena fell limp in that woman's arms, knowing when she woke up…. Hell would be waiting for her.