NOVEL WEB Chapter 39: 39th entry
Season: Autumn
Weather: Cold
Day of the week: Sunday
Date: 24th March, 2024
The dark shadow lord is a rather handsy person. He sits by my hospital bed and won't stop touching or stroking me. I don't think he really cares about me. He's just bored and fidgeting. Has to do something with his hands. I can't stop him anyway and he seems to be lost in his thoughts.
"Bruiser didn't even go the whole way. He didn't finish the job and has been punished until he wants to die. I don't understand. Why do you want to die?" he asked curiously.
What does he think?
I ignored him.
THE biggest boss of all visited with his special personal assistant and the assistant who had been my partner. I don't remember what they said. It was all kind of blurry. I only remember trying to stop the dark shadow lord from touching me but failing and getting tired.
Bruiser, that short tattooed man with the perpetual sneer visited when there was no one else around too. Seeing him made a scream rise and sit frozen in my throat. My breath got stuck and refused to move.
"Boss said I should perhaps take responsibility for you," he scoffed, not bothering to sit down. "You don't want me to do you?"
I shook my head at that. Vehemently.
"Didn't think so. I don't want a fragile porcelain vase either," he sniffed. "Waste of space and time. The only thing I want to do is finish what I started. I don't like to do things halfway."
But the moment he touched me, I screamed and he stepped back, laughing.
"A joke. It was a joke. Look at your face. Hilarious. Who would want a woman like you anyway?" he choked on his laughter and was jostled out the room when nurses rushed in. There were alarms blaring behind me. "Useless," was his parting word.
Later, the assistant who had been my partner returned. He sat by my side and then asked if he could sit me up and hug me. He shared how he felt and how others in the office had teased him. He was crying and we shared pretty much the same experience, having been stuck in that situation together.
I allowed it. After going through that together, there was at least someone to share how I felt.
He helped me sit up and he sat on the edge of the bed. We shared a very long and sobbing hug, both of us crying our hearts out.
It just so happened that Llewyn entered the room right at that moment. He tore us apart quite roughly, his face livid.
"How dare you?"
He and the assistant had an argument, which died down when I lay back down on my bed with the alarms blaring again, bringing nurses running much more. The men were ushered out.
Perhaps it's the day's excitement. Perhaps I'm overtired. I feel exhausted. The pen feels heavy. But I can't sleep. The moment I close my eyes, it's all nightmares.