Blue Eyes (A Paranormal Romance)

Chapter 67

I'm still standing-Taron Egerton

I swerve my head left to right, I have absolutely no idea whatsoever where I'm supposed to go to get out of here.

All I know, was that I had to break free. So when Slyder had given me that knife, I saw my way out. I have never pick-locked anything my entire life but I knew there's a first time for everything. I used that knife to unlock the metal bar that held my hand down, and then the lock on the chains that held my legs. It was difficult, and it took some time, but I closed my eyes-since I couldn't see the key hole anyways- and focused on it until I finally heard a click. Relief flooded through me, I almost couldn't believe I actually did it.

That was the easier part, the hard part was having to think about killing myself the entire me, continuously thinking about stabbing myself with that knife and how I'd be free from this torturous life. It was awful but I knew I had to because I knew that Slyder had been listening in on my thoughts to make sure I was actually going to go through with it.

And then, after I had thought about that enough, I thought about sliding the knife into my heart. The pain of the blade against my skin piercing my heart and thinking of my slowing heartbeat coming to a stop as my breathing tapered off as it got harder and harder to breathe. I used the instructions Melina had taught me and blocked off my mind. I was sure that Slyder, as powerful as he is, could still hear my thoughts, so I focused in on the moon grabbing every power it was oh so kindly exuding and used it to seal off my mind as much as I possibly could Then I took off every chain and handcuff and stood up, rubbing my raw wrists.

My legs felt wobbly and weak, almost like jello. It hurt to stand at first, my bones weak from being unused for a while.

My whole body burned and stung, my legs itched where I had imprints in the shape of the chains, but I ignored the need to scratch them knowing I'd just be wasting time. I started to search the room for something to unlock the door with.

The only thing in the room was the chair that I had been locked to.

I was about to grab the chain to try to maybe wrap around the handle and then yank as hard as I could, maybe bang it against the doorknob-though that would make more noise I would prefer- then a thought came to mind, so obvious it made me smack my forehead at how dumb I had been. My illumination...duh!

I used every left over amount of strength I had-which really isn't very much at all- and soaked in the moon's exuberance, each breath I took was a new breath of strength and power.

Finally, I had gained enough empowerment to shoot some of my turquoise brilliance at the doorknob, relieved that it hadn't made too much noise and easily melted the lock that blocked my way from opening the door.

Then I had ran forward and hesitantly grabbed the doorknob, fearing that it may be searing hot. Surprisingly though, it was cool to the touch. I quickly yanked the door open and stepped out, and after taking a few random turns, I was led to where I am now, looking from left to right, trying to figure out where to go.

Finally I settle on the right, even though I have absolutely no idea if that's correct.

I come across a wide silver door, I have no clue what the door leading outside looks like, but this door looks like it could be a door that goes outside, I pull it open, thankful that it's unlocked.

My heart drops when I see what's inside. The stench alone in here curdles my stomach, brings vomit to my mouth, but what I see is even worse.