Perceptions

Chapter 4 {Pain Of Betrayal}

Betrayal is the most painful experience amongst every type of pain a human being could possibly feel — especially if you have been betrayed by your loved ones.

However, even pain lasts for a period of time — maybe, years, days, seconds or minutes — but it always makes sure to come back again whenever it gets the chance to. The heart cries its tears out loud enough for the person to hear, but for the rest of the world to ignore its cries for help.

This was Layla's case, she felt her heart shatter inside of betrayal, but only she could feel the earthquake inside her, which lead to the ignorance of every single human being — even her family.

Layla threw the dead body, she had just killed, to the floor with a thud. Her gloves were already almost covered in blood from the lives she took today, but none of them managed to put out the fire of great vengeance. She swore to herself that she would get her revenge one way or another — even if it took her life — she would die peacefully.

She sighed as took off her gloves before throwing them in the garbage can, she gave her weapons she had to Dimitri's man, the other man made sure that she wasn't possessing any weapons, because she still wasn't allowed to possess a gun, but they made sure to show her how to kill professionally and torturously in the same time, which was too much to comprehend at first for her. However, after everything she had to go through that comprehension process, it only started to turn her more cold and emotionless than ever.

She turned around to see Alejandro leaning against the wall of the basement, where all the killings were done, Alejandro smirked as she looked at him blankly. "Great seeing you again, princesa." He said with his noticeably Spanish action, which almost every women could get turned on of, but this wasn't the case for Layla this time.

She started to loathe everyone, her trust in people faded away as she kept on living with people who had certain plans of breaking her completely, but Layla never felt like giving up in front of them — even though she tried to kill herself several times, but in the end, she failed at every attempt miserably. That little therapist in her head always seemed to destroy her death wish, which angered her most of the time.

"So, what brings you here?" She asked as she cleaned the blood away from her arms, "I've some business with Dimitri... And, I wanted to have a little chat with you." He explained, making her wonder what he wanted to talk to about. However, her look always remained blank. "Well, how flattering. If you could excuse me, I've to go." She started to walk off, but she was interrupted as he gripped her bicep, Layla tried to push him away, but realization hit her like a huge bus.

She closed her eyes tightly as she started panting, he held her body between the wall and his body as she watched her trembling form. "Go ahead, I—I've nothing to lose." She whispered, he looked at her with a confused look for a moment, wondering what she could have possibly gone through to be this scared of a man's touch. Little did he know that this wasn't even the beginning of chapter one of her story.

Her eyes slowly fluttered open, which widened in a second as she noticed the closeness to him, she got out of his grip immediately, sending him back to reality. Layla walked off as fast as she could, making Alejandro stare at her trace left, he could sense that she carried a deeper story within her.

Layla started to run to the restroom as she felt the air being suffocated out of her lungs, she noticed that it was another panic attack, barging into the restroom, she gripped onto the sink as she looked at the mirror. She trembled more and more as she panted, trying to breathe in and out evenly, which was really difficult for her as she felt the anxiety rise to a whole another level as the seconds passed.

Tears made its way down her eyes as every memory of Dimitri raping her appeared to the center of her mind, her cries turned to silent sobs, her sobs turning to panting again as she trembled, trying to regain her balance, she fell on her knees as the nauseating feeling became stronger.