Silent Addiction

Her heart was pounding as fast as it could in her chest, her pulse high. It was dark but she didn't care as far as she was away from Valente.Her feet couldn't stop bleeding and neither could she stop remembering the way she was forced to walk on glass, the rain couldn't stop falling and she could feel the heavy winds blow her way making her shiver heavily.Her wedding dress that was designed just for her with sparkling diamonds, it's lower parts had been covered with mud.. She didn't care about all this but just kept running.Her feet hurt with the more steps she took. Her head was pounding and her view was getting more blur but she had one thing on her mind and that's to keep moving..The fear, darkness and pain within her also kept pushing her forward She could taste her tears from her slightly open mouth that was helping her to breath through this suffocation.Her cheeks were flashed and her hair sticking on her face, it was like her body was

Mariana stared up at the skies, their beauty taking up most of her attention, she wondered if her daughter was one of them looking out for her from up there. Her back ached for sitting so long but she didn't mind, this window was giving her some sort of comfort she lurked.The food in front of her on a metal tray had become cold, not even it's smell was able to awake her taste buds.She turned her head and looked around the luxurious room that was given to her. Its dark colors stood out marching the way she felt to be exact.She pulled herself up, noticing the quietness of the house. Mariana wondered if they were any more people in this house than the man that had saved her and the woman that had served her food. Her feet moved towards the slightly opened door, slowly as she slipped out into the hall way. A few rooms down the short hall, she walked towards the large balcony.This house was no where compared to Valente's, she could see the main d

Somehow drunken Marco has managed to get Mariana safe to bed, all the comments he kept throwing her way there was only one that was stuck in her mind making her smile before going went back to bed"Happy Valentine's day beautiful " he had whispered while walking out of the room leaving her to stare his way with surprise, a simple smile finding it's way on her lips.It was somewhere in November and he was drunkenly wishing her a happy Valentine , she was now yearning to know his name.He had helped her and then got her a place to leave, he may act cold but deep inside him laid a good heart.Mariana drifted back to sleep, to think of it seriously it had been a long night.***Marco groaned as he got out of bed, his head hurt like a bitch but how could he blame it when it was all his fault. Drinking was starting to become a habit, he was starting to stupidly rely on it.He hit the s

Mariana raised her head slowly looking around the room, her head hurt badly so was most of her body. Her eyes couldn't open properly but at least she could see something a little clearly.The room was white with blood splashed awkwardly on every wall making her heart beat increase randomly. She wasn't born yesterday or joined this life style yesterday.She was in the death room, the three red tool boxes in the corner made a sweat break out on her forehead. Panic was getting to her, her pulse high and her thoughts fuzzy like she was high on cocaine.She had to get out of here but how, noticing the tight ropes; her whole body froze. She was tied on a chair for fuck's sake she was damn tied on a chair. Her legs and chest too, the adrenaline pushing her to the edge.Positioning her legs and holding her ground she tried to stand up in a weird way, good enough it was a wooden chair making easy way for her

Mariana sat by the window silently staring outside, the rain kept hitting on the glass it's rhythm soothing to her ears.Beryl had covered her thoughts, all she could see was daughter.Stephanie had come up a while ago asking her to come down and have dinner with them but she seemed to had lost all her appetite within a snap.Mariana had unknowingly gone back to pushing herself away from people without realising it, Her thoughts, her past and her pain had become the centre of her world once more.Marco walked in to her room and she didn't even notice, he leaned by the door and stared at her. His thoughts moved back to the first day he had walked into this room after she had arrived, the way she had pushed him away still hurt a bit.A lone tear escaped down her cheeks but there was no way she would notice, there was no day or night her eyes weren't empty even when she was trying to run away.Yet they were the best beautiful thing he had ever