My Secret, My Bully, My Mates by Miss L

"You can touch her, but do not pull her from her spot." I am having trouble placing voices, but I feel a warmth melt up from where my hands connect with the twins and from Oliver's hand on the small of my back and the warmth sweeps around my body, up my neck and over my head like a blanket. More chanting and another layer of magical ribbon. This time the ribbon is making shapes in the air above the wolfsbane plant. I should know these shapes, I do know these shapes, but I can't think of their names, my brain feels like mush.

Another round of chanting and this time the ribbon of magic is red and angry looking. I can feel my emotions matching the color and I try to pull my hands away from Cam and Kota. I want to step away from Oliver. I don't want to be touched at all. My skin itches and I am on fire, nothing feels right.

"HOLD HER STILL, DO NOT LET HER MOVE FROM THAT SPOT!"

What the f*ck!? No one is going to hold me here. I start to struggle and pull, but my wrists are being restrained. I pull harder and the grip tightens. What is happening? Then a flash of the cells I was held in is all I see. I am struggling against the chains that are holding me to the floor. I can't pull my feet free even though I am so small. I struggle and pull with everything I have. My left arm moves and feels free for a moment, but in a flash the restraints are back. My right arm is being pulled down to the ground. I feel sick, I don't want to be on the ground, that is where the worst of the punishments happen. I lifted up and threw myself backwards. I am flailing and thrashing. I hear screaming and yelling and that mind numbing hum will not stop. I can feel my body weakening, but I will fight until I die, there is no way I will go without a fight, so I keep fighting, thrashing, biting, kicking. I am in the dark and I can't see or smell anything. I have no idea who has me this time. I don't know what is going to happen to me now. More silver, more whips, maybe a metal pole this time instead of the wooden stick. My body has taken it all. I just want to die, I'm done, no more. Then blackness...it's always blackness.

Beep...beep...beep.

kill me right already? Somebody

up and

ability to talk is too much

you open your eyes? We have been waiting a while to see

going to help anyone. What happened this time?" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website

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