Descent (Black Heart Romance presents Heaven & Hell)

Until he lets me out?
Dread blossoms in my chest.
That can’t be true.
It can’t.
It can’t, it can’t, it can’t.
“You’ll never let me out,” I whisper.
“I will, after I’m finished with you.”
His words slide over me slowly, depositing horror and dread everywhere they touch.
He says it like I should find some solace in his promise, but his promise is horrific.
Hopelessness swallows me up when he steps into sight. It’s the way he moves. He isn’t moving
quickly, anxious to catch me before I can escape. He isn’t even trying to stop me like he would if I
stood a chance at escaping him. Instead, he leans a shoulder against the cool wall and watches me
yank uselessly on a door that won’t budge.
Tears fill my eyes. This isn’t fair. I’m literally trapped inside this room with him.
Giving up on pulling the door open, I clench my fists and beat on it instead. “Help! Somebody
please help me! I’m here against my will. I’m trapped in here with a man who wants to hurt me.
Please, help me!”
Still unfazed, he examines his neatly trimmed nails. “No one will come.”
This really is Hell.
My chest begins to tighten, but I do my best to fight the onslaught of panic. I have to stay focused.
A panic attack won’t get me anywhere.
A little voice whispers at the back of my mind, echoing a hopelessness I can’t accept yet.
Nothing will.
No. No, no, no. I won’t accept that. I can’t.
This can’t be happening.
My mind races to fit together all of the information I have, but the picture it paints is an awful
one. If I can’t get out of this room until he lets me out…
I’m at his mercy in a way that’s grossly unfair. All I want is to leave, but I literally can’t until he
chooses to release me. Letting me go has to be his choice, and he won’t make it until he’s been
satisfied.
I can’t win. I can’t get out of this. I’m trapped here until… until he’s finished with me.