His

Foot steps echo in a dark, wet hallway
While heavy rain pours outside
A flash of lightning before a rush of thunder

She runs from it all
No longer being able to stand the painful love He gives
Black tears run down her face
Tainted by the makeup He makes her wear
Her mind repeats the things He has said that sound so sweet, so loving
She cannot take it

Her feet ache, her throat raw from the screams she know won't help her
Replaying, over and over, the nightmares He forces her to live
She falls to the ground, her feet not able to run anymore
She tells herself to get up and continue, for if she doesn't, He will surely find her.
Sinister whispers tell her otherwise
You are His, He will always find you. There is no place to hide, no place far enough to run. You
are His. He owns you. You are His.

She screams until her throat bleeds
The scratches and cuts just beginning to heal, break open again
Blood is pouring out of her, staining her dark green dress
The one He bought her
The one He said made her look even more beautiful
Tears continue to fall, tears tainted red with the mixed in blood.
The tears sting her cuts
But she does not feel it
She doesn't feel the physical pain anymore.
Too preoccupied with the whispers
You are His

She tries to get up, but she falls

Her ankle is sprained

The whispers don't stop, she can't take it

You are His. He owns you. You are His.

She scratches at her arms, screaming still

You are His.

She feels nothing

All she hears is the whispers

He will find you. You are His. He will always find you.

She tries to drag herself down the hallway

Her damaged body getting cut up more

You are His

She coughs up the blood in her throat

The only thing clean of blood and tears is a silver ring

The one He gave her so everyone would know who she belonged to

You are His

The tears fall more rapidly as she tries to pull it off

She is going insane

She hears calm footsteps behind her, and she knows he enjoys her descent into insanity

Her heart seems to stop before it speeds up more

It is Him. He has found her, just like the whispers told her

She can feel Him moving closer

You are His

She knows it's pointless to struggle as He picks her up, Getting blood all over his pristine white dress shirt
He doesn't care, He has many
She is blinded by the tears but she feels His smirk as He takes in her pain
Like a demon, He enjoys it

"You are Mine," He whispers into her ear
She knows she will never escape Him
She is His, in life and death
He will always find her
She will never be rid of him
"You are Mine"
She is His