I'll Put You Through Hell Novels & Stories

Those are the days I cry for. "STOP!" he throws the food tray to the floor. "Are you trying to kill yourself?" he comes closer and tries to wipe my tears but I turn away. He takes my face forcefully and turn it so I look at him. "If you're thinking death will free you, don't. I will follow you to the pits of hell if I have to," his eyes are a shade of dark grey as they pierce my soul. I feel a chill run through my spine. He won't let go of my face. I spit at him, which forces him to.

My smile softened, my heart beating thick and heavy against my ribs as I looked at the man who had torn the world apart just to bring me back, even when my own hypocrite homophobic mother wanted me dead. "But don't worry," I whispered, my voice completely thick with emotion. "I will go to hell with you, okay? I would rather burn in hell than to live in heaven without you."

He steps closer and fight the urge to not step back. "I am going to make your life, a living hell,"

Even the air is suffocating I am drowning and there is no one to save me. I just want someone to come to break this silence and make this darkness disappear. I want someone to rescue me from this hell....... '𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒈𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒂

I choked out, my eyes struggling to stay open. "See you in hell, Bitch"

I was in hell. * * *

“Go…to hell.” I laugh softly, crouching to meet her eyes. “Darling,” I whisper, “ I am already in hell and you are in it with me”

see mirror, I will be there. Mother, you are dead you're me soul, my child I have to sleep listening to your song, today. You'll always hear this lullaby that I sing, today. I saw the Angel of my life in my arms hugged her tightly and smiled happily.