IRC-Galleria

Three little words



It was storming, the skies had opened and the rain was pouring down when she was walking through the forest, back to the village. It was a cold night. Colder then in years. Still she was walking. The rain didn't stop her, she barely noticed it. She was numb. She didn't feel anything anymore. Once she had been a happy and a beautiful girl. Now she was pale and her hair had turned gray. Once she had been the girl every boy in town had a fansy on, but now nobody remembered her. She used to be so cheerful and kind and graceful, now nobody recognized her. Only think everyone saw was her eyes. They used to be blue as the sky and oh so bright. Now they were black as coal and so misty. You could see pain in them, horror if you looked deeper. Years and years of torture.
Once so beautiful girl has also been childish. Didn't think about anything. Just had fun and lived her young life. Once a man came into the town. He was dark and frightening, he had stone cold blue eyes which saw right through you. They gave you the chills down your spine. The girl couldn't get enough of it, she loved the thrill. The olders in the town didn't like the man. He got too much attention from young girls, who knew nothing about men.
One stormy night the man talked the fair girl into running away with him. Much talk was not needed, just the three little words every girl wants to hear. ”I love you...” echoed in her ears while the man was gently caressing her neck, her chest. Her body was shaking in his hands. He had her, he knew it. She was in his possession. Then they took off. They rode through the forest and over the hills.
For many years the girl was under the mans power. He kept her locked in, but she didn't understand it. She was in love, she was in heaven, she saw everything through pink glasses. But then it all started to fade. She opened her eyes. Nothing was the way she thought. Still she couldn't leave, something stopped her. And the man continued to do all the wicked things to her. Things nobody can even dare to think about.
One night she had enough. Her hands were still tied to the bed. Her naked body was covered with burn marks. She had been lying there the whole day. Finally the man came home, she wanted everything through as soon as possible. She didn't like it anymore. First it had been magical, filled with love, or so she thought. Then he started doing sick and perverted things to her. At first she didn't realize it but now she was fully aware of it. The man got on top of her. The burn marks were still sore and she couldn't help screaming. It made the man even more excited. Tiers started rolling on her cheeks. He started hitting her and forced himself into her. She just laid there in pain. Once the man was finished he untied her hands. Her wrists were blue and her hands cold. The man fell asleep after dinner. That was her chance. She took a knife and cut his throat. She was free, after all those years, she was finally free. She fled from the house. She started walking towards her hometown. On the way she started thinking. Whould somebody remember her? Recognize her?
Love her? Tiers started falling again, but she didn't feel anything, not even the rain or the cold, not even the marks on her body.
Once she had been so beautiful. Now, she was nothing.