"Help, help!", she screamed.
She screams to me every night, hoping I'll save her. Her lovely hair is always messed up, her cheeks always stained with tears, her wrists and ankles in chains. Every night I have to watch her getting abused. Every night it would be a different monster who tortures her, making her big kaleidescope eyes duller. They think of the many ways they could torture her knowing that I'm watching and that I could do nothing to save the one I love. Tonight they chose to skin her arms and legs. I watched as they brought down her own dagger to her skin. As her beautiful golden tanned skin was being peeled off they let a hellhound in the cage. Tonight I was sure she wouldn't make it but there was still hope. She always hanged on just to wait for me to save her but I'm trapped too. The place I once called home is now my cell. Just as the hellhound bit into her leg, I shot up sweating and my breathing uneven. I looked up and saw Aiden my half-brother watching me.
"You okay, Perce", he asked.
