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Time feels distorted, as if it’s stretching and compressing at once. Every second is an eternity, and I’m aware of every heartbeat, each one echoing in my ears like a drum of impending doom. Each one timed perfectly to the unwelcome thrusts desecrating my body.
My thoughts become fragmented, and I struggle to hold onto reality, even as everything in me coils tight in anticipation of unwelcome release. The world outside my liquid prison becomes a distant memory, and all that exists is the relentless pressure on my head and the desperate need to breathe, and the building pressure between my thighs.
I can’t do this.
The burning ache in my chest intensifies, and it’s as if my body is on the brink of surrender. My vision blurs, and I can see fleeting glimpses of light and shadow dancing in the water, taunting me with the promise of escape.
Give in.
Or fight.
What’s it going to be, Kayla?
The primal instinct to survive takes over. I kick and claw, desperate for any leverage to break free. My limbs feel heavy and uncoordinated, but I fight with every ounce of strength I have left.
Then, as suddenly as it began, the water releases its grip, and I burst through the surface, gasping for air. My lungs greedily fill with precious oxygen, and the world comes rushing back into focus. The sensation of regaining consciousness is disorienting, as if I’ve just emerged from a nightmare into a world of an even harsher reality.
The terror of nearly drowning – ofbeing drowned– lingers, and my heart races as adrenaline courses through my veins. I’m trembling, coughing, still trying to gulp down oxygen in a desperate attempt to try to kickstart my lungs into working again. I sink to the floor, overwhelmed by the sheer relief of being alive and the vivid memory of the suffocating darkness that I just escaped.
That’s when I see it.
I am not alone.
From my prone position on the floor, I take in thick-soled black military-style boots, leading up to long, lean legs, clad in ripped black jeans.
Snow.
Motherfucker.
“Fuck…you…” I grind out from between coughing fits. My soaking wet hair is stuck to my face but I don’t have the energy to move it out the way. I don’t think my legs could hold me up right now, even though I long to get up and kick Snow’s ass for whatever he’s just done.
I hate him. Despise him as much as Satan. And I loathe that I can’t fight him right now.
I grab hold of the cupboard door and try to pull myself into a seated position, but that’s when I notice that my jeans are down around my ankles and I freeze.
“What did you do?” I rasp, my throat burning and protesting with every word.
Snow sneers down at me.
“Nothing you didn’t fucking love, slut,” he spits before bending down, fisting his fingers into my hair and yanking me up to meet his mouth. I hiss at the pain, even as my pussy convulses and our combined release leaks onto my thighs.
He brings his lips to my ear, then bites the shell so hard I wince, and my cunt throbs in response.
“Stay in your fucking lane, Kookaburra,” he whispers. “Especially where Seytan’s concerned.”
He lets go unexpectedly and I drop back to the floor like a sack of shit, coughing up a lung from the sudden impact.
Fuck. I thought I was dead. Now I’m going to have to worry about secondary drowning for the next however many days the danger lasts.
By the time I’ve got it together enough to sit up and pull my jeans up past my knees, Snow is long gone.
Gripping the edge of the tub, I pull myself up onto my shaky legs. The sight of the bathtub still full of water makes me retch.
That cunt better not have ruined baths for me!
Angrily, I pull the plug and the tightness in my chest doesn’t ease until the last drop of water has drained away.
I think of Satan’s earlier comment about me not being that good of a swimmer, and can’t help but wonder if she knows. I don’t swim. At all. Ever. I avoid all bodies of water bigger than a bath wherever possible, and the discovery that I’m incarcerated on an island was both a blessing and a curse. A blessing because what’s left of my monsters will never find me here. A curse because I’m reminded of the hell they put me through every single day.
