My eyes drifted open.
"Wait, wasnt I in bed with...?" My eyes darted around, taking in my surroundings. "No, I cant be..." this place was all too familiar, there was no denying it, I was-
"Well well well, look whose back." That voice, I'd know that voice anywhere. I turned towards the source of that voice only to have all my fears confirmed at once.
"Oh, how much did I miss that beautiful face of yours. Im sure you know all the things you DID TO ME WHILE YOU WERE OUT!!!!" "He" then pulled out that all too familiar whip and started lashing me while listing every single bad thing that happened to "him" while I was away from "him" and he wouldve probably listed everything that happened before I ran away. Even if it happpened years ago. It didnt matter if I was there or not. It didnt matter if it was as simple as "him" stubbing his toe against a rock. If something bad happened to "him", "He" always blamed me no matter what. When "he" finally did stop to catch his breath, "he" let out a slight chuckle. "So, wheres your dear wifey to come and save you?" I shuddered as soon as "he" mentioned "her".
"Aw, whats the matter? Dont you want to see that FUCKING SEX-ADDICTED SLUT THAT TOOK YOU FROM ME!!! Oh I know where she is. Right over there." And then "he" pointed towards a corner in the room. I didnt want to look, but my curiosity got the better of me and I did anyway and when I did, I saw "her" or what was left of "her".
"Now then, let me tell you one last time: YOUR ONLY PURPOSE IS TO SUFFER, SUFFER, SUFFERRRRRR!!!" "He then raised his fist and with all his might thrust it towards me.
(OOO)
I awoke with a start, it was that same dream again. I immediatley looked towards my right and breathed a sigh of relief "she" was right there. Julia, my Julia. She saved me from "him". Her darker skin and silver hair looked even more beautiful in the moonlight. She looked so peacful while sleeping, unlike in the dream... I shuddered at the thought of that dream, the same one Ive been having every night where "he" takes me back to hurt me and as for Julia... I couldnt even think of what he did to Julia. She would always tell me that couldnt happen and I always knew she was right. But still, why do i get the feeling that something bad would still happen anyway?
