Save My Heavy Dirty Soul 소설 & 이야기

Sophia looked into the camera with dead, euphoric eyes and rasped: “We are nothing but filthy, leaking holes now…” Aurora, voice completely broken, added in a small, shattered whisper: “Please… never let us be clean again…” The stream ended with numbers that crashed the servers once again. Later that night, the two sisters lay together in bed, bodies reeking of sex and piss, holes still leaking. Aurora pressed her face into Sophia’s neck and whispered, barely audible: “I don’t want to be saved anymore.” Sophia kissed the top of her head, holding her closer in the darkness.

I curled up beside a rock, able only to hope that my teammates would come back for me. Two hours passed. I was soaked through and beginning to suffer from hypothermia. I collapsed to the ground, my consciousness hazy. At that moment, my phone rang. It was Stefan. He asked where I was. I opened my mouth, but no sound came out. Before I lost consciousness completely, I vaguely saw a familiar figure running toward me. Stefan saved me. He carried me down the hill and successfully met up with the search team. When I woke, I was in his arms.

A song that had given me hope and helped me survive until Daniel could rescue me. He began singing as I sat frozen in my seat. His voice was soft and beautiful, hitting each note perfectly as he softly strummed his guitar. “Look into my eyes, you will see, what you mean to me. Search your heart, search your soul, and when you find me there, you’ll search no more. Don’t tell me it’s not worth tryin’ for. You can’t tell me it’s not worth dyin’ for. You know it’s true.” He raised his green eyes and they locked onto me, burning into me as his words spoke into my soul. “Everything I do, I do it for you.”

He tried to run away from the feelings he has for her and yet here he is still smitten, still head over heels in love with a dead girl. Devon has just sold his soul to the devil.

Daniel led me to the dance floor where we had Hero by Enrique Iglesias . Would you dance if I asked you to dance? Or would you run and never look back? Would you cry if you saw me crying? And would you save my soul tonight? Would you tremble if I touched your lips? Or would you laugh? Oh please tell me this Now would you die for the one you love? Oh hold me in your arms tonight I can be your hero baby I can kiss away the pain I will stand by you forever You can take my breath away Would you swear that you'll always be mine

His praise steadies me, strengthening my resolve, anchoring me in this storm of sensation. But then Theo’s voice curls hotly against my other ear, his words darker, far less gentle, filled with rough, dangerous hunger. “Dirty little girl,” he growls deeply, his thrusts punctuating each whispered word. “You love this, don’t you? Love being used, filled, owned. Fuck, you’re perfect. Can’t wait to carve my name into your skin, mark you permanently, brand you as mine forever.” I shiver violently, a desperate moan rising helplessly in my throat, his possessive words adding fuel to the flames licking across my skin.

Son of one of the men I detested. My first thought was to hate him for the sins of his father, but I just couldn't. Not when he storms into the hellhole I've grown accustomed to. Like a bright light at the end of a tunnel. But he's far from an angel. He's also a ruthless man behind the seductive stares and endearing smile. Savio saves me from hell and gives me a chance at what was left of my old life. A fresh start with my sisters. But I'm not the girl I once used to be. I'm a shadow of myself. Even though I'm free it feels like I'm still trapped in that hell beyond salvation.