Heart beating so fast as sweat trickled down my forehead. The harsh cold wind past through me and the red and orange glint of the sun was seen through the sky. Sunset filled the sky and trees swaying along the wind as I drive faster to reach my home.

Yes, home.

I'm going home after weeks or months that I've been trapped in the forest. It wasn't a good experience but still, I am glad that I'm going home. Even though Sebastian won't probably believe me and think I'm hallucinating from the trauma and fear that happen d to me in the times where I was kidnapped , I need to tell him. He deserves to know the truth , at least the truth about the kidnapper.

The sky turned dark as the moon emerges to the sky with her stars accompanying her. Twinkling, shining beautifully as if the world was their entertainment. It was freezing, it was the middle of winter and I don't have any clothes except the clothes he had given me ( consisting of white T-shirt that has some little holes in the side and some black pants that are beyond repair, some flip flops and a flimsy jacket that barely covered my arms )

The clothes didn't help to diminish the cold bite of the wind but at least I have clothes on. I also lost some weight and my cheeks back then was a little chubbier and now along with my chin they become hollowed and pointy. It's no wonder, his way of torturing me was enough to make me feel the protruding bones on my ribcages and my spine. All in all I look like a skeleton woman in your science class.

I didn't stop even though my head is killing me and the hunger that's been sitting in my stomach was protesting, begging for food. There aren't many establishment in the forest and not all tried to build a cabin or a house in the middle of it. No one in their right mind will do it because the civilization here is non existent, well if you consider the animals and insects here your neighbors then go for it. And no one would dare to do it except those rich people and unfortunately, he, Leonard, was one of them.

Smoke.

It's a smoke.

A house.

I almost cried myself when I see the smoke. It must be from a fireplace and if there's a fireplace, there must be a house near here in this forest that is miles away from the nearest towns. There is hope. I can come home now. I drive there faster and arrive to there small cottage looking house. I knock at their door and nervously rub my hands together to felt some little warmth on my body.

The door opened and I see an elderly with a moustache and a white gray haired along with a couple of guys and girls sitting down on the floor looking at us ( I'm guessing they're his grandchildren from he way they resembled a bit to each other ) He was furrowing his eyebrows and for a moment I grew scared.

What if they dont let me in? What if they think I'm a serial killer or some insane woman who got lost, in purpose and left to die miserably alone? What if they didn't help me? What do I do?

Suddenly I was ushered by him and a look of concern was on his face, he reminds me of my grandfather and before I knew it, tears gushed out of my eyes and hiccups and sobs formed on my mouth. I tried to stop it but I can't. Too many emotions was bubbling on my chest for some time and it was just now, in this moment that I felt relieved.

Feel that I'm safe and free from him.

If I wasn't feeling sad and if I didn't have an out burst, maybe I would laugh at them. Their faces contorted with concerns and questions spewing out on their mouths as they tried to make me huddled up in the small peach colored couch. An elderly woman with her big black glasses and a few wrinkles adorning her eyes gave me some blankets and ordered from one of her grandchildren to give me some warm cup of chocolate drink, while I just smiled at them, thanking them quietly.

suddenly, as the elderly woman said that, I could feel my eyelids getting heavier as I fought back the urge to sleep. I haven't thanked them yet and it will be rude for me, a stranger to sleep before them.

feeling wronged to sleep in their bedroom, I shake my head and refused them. It'll be better for me to just sleep here in the couch instead of their rooms, they have grandchildrens and I'm just a stranger here.

I nod at her and she heave a sigh of relief.

A woman who was probably my age lead me through the room. After settling a bit, I was off to dreamland.

I was awoken by a large warm feelings on my hands and my shoulders too though it was not only one pair but I could feel some hands. I look at them in a daze and they released me after that. It seems like I screamed and thrashed on my sleep and resulting them to be woken up.

the grandmother just smiled and me and hug me by my shoulders. I couldn't help it, the tears that I'm trying to keep falls, again. I couldn't help but feel like a little kid and only a kiss and a hug from her (the grandma) will make it more easier.

After that, I was given some breakfast. Pancakes with butter on top and some maple syrup glazed on it. I was agitated and my feet were itching to run and drive to my home, but decided to call Sebastian to let them know about my situation. They hand me their phone and has given me some privacy to call someone from my family.

Click.

The phone connected and I almost teared when I heard Sebastian's warm deep voice. It feels like his here, talking beside me in my ears like old times.

A silence was heard from the line and the slightest breathing was heard. I didn't almost talk to him because I'm trying to calm down and not be in hysterics and made him more worried for me.

I hear a sniffle and I could hear his self, beating himself up for not protecting me even though it's not his fault.

It's not his fault but his.

I didn't wait up and decided to hang it up. I'm going home and it will be okay. Everything's gonna be fine.

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It was eerily quiet in here. The furnitures is still intact but the doors are open. There is no shadow of my family in here. Suddenly, I felt chills on my spine as I held back a scream.

A premonition was made in my mind.

I can't accept it. I can't f*cking accept it.

It's not their fight! It will never be!

I turn left and almost tiptoed upstairs, ignoring the intuition I had in my mind. I'm still denying it and if I see it with my own eyes will I be in peace.

Goosebumps rose from the back of my head as I could feel a cold and dangerous stare boring in the back of my head. I didn't need to turn to know who it was.

Sounds came out of the Masters bedroom and I see a silhoutee of a tied woman and a man inside. I paled more, like a white blank sheet of paper, I step. Creaks followed me and I soon find my family. Tied up. Blood shot eyes and tears forming in their head as they shake their heads. They want me to leave but I stay rooted to the door.

Finally, he emerged. The devil itself makes it way in between my sister and parents and a glint of the afternoon sun makes it ways to the shap of a gun. His stare was unflinching and detached. Like the worpd collapsed on him and he has no purpose in life anymore.

Pointing the gun towards them. Making me choose either one of them, it wasnt the type of choosing where you try to choose if chocolate or vanilla will be more delicious. It was a matter of life. My family's life.

Shaking my head at him, I couldn't look my family in the eye. Thoughts flowed in my head and it jumbled more making it more confusing. If I come back a little early, would it be different? If I call the cops now, will he kill us?

Yes.

Yes, he will.

It didn't matter if he wanted to kill anyone. Be it a child, an elderly and even a woman. He's rich and trustworthy looking naki g others fall on to his deceitful image. And now, I'm the one being trapped here, him making me choose if I want to kill my sister or my parents.

I was begging. If someone or even one of them died, I don't think I could live my life the same way before. If he wanted to kill someone it has to be me.

he laughs at me and then turned serious. He was a psychopath and is a killer. He could kill my family with just one move and I wouldn't even move from the fright and shock it will delivered to me.

I offered my self without no concern about the things that will happen to me if he gets me. I didn't care and all I could think was I need to save them, even in the sacrifice of myself.

All of us looked and I grew sympathetic at Liliana. Her hair was in dissaray and she was sweating buckets of sweats as she paled more when she take notice of the scene beside me.

she was crying. Along with her was Sebastian and I heav d a sigh of relief. The emotional turmoil and stress that's been accumulating me in the past weeks was wearing me down. But with just one look at him and with his comforting smile, everything fades and all seems well.

He shouted at me like it was all my fault. Blaming me for getting Sebastian and being with him looks like a sin to me. Liliana shook his head tears still falling on her face. She looked worn out and down right scared.

I dreaded that word. Over soon.

Will I die again? Will I reincarnate or not? Do I really have to start again and die everytime I'm with him?

It's a cycle and it need to stop now.

He was lost and distracted and I started to move. I pounce on his gun and hold it but he react fast. We were holding the gun in our hands as Sebastian tried to help me and Liliana get up to help untied my family. Shots were heard but I didn't let go even though it's bruising me. It hurts but I didn't feel it.

All I could think was to get it and toss it outside and lock him up in the nearest asylum you could find.

I was waken up on my stupor when he pushes me when I was distracted by my thoughts. He focuses the gun on me while he puch Sebastian before making him crumbled in the ground.

I saw his crazed eyes and he smiled to me, a devilish lunatic smile that raise all hairs on my skin.

And then a bang was heard.

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