Part 17

The next days was totally horrible. There were times I would be left alone, and there will be times I will be beaten just for the sheer fun of it. I just took all the torture in. General knew the truth yet he still did not want to let me go. I realized he just wanted to kill me, but just wanted to do so in the most painful way possible.

I was beaten so badly last night, which made me pass out because of the pain. When I woke up, I realised I had been cleaned up and my wounds had been covered. I tried to raise my head to see my wounds clearly, but this strange headache suddenly overtook me making me fall back. I winced out in pain, shutting my eyes, hoping the pain would go away.

" You should rest. You are still weak from last night", a voice said.

It was general. I just could not understand him. Sometimes he was very cruel and evil, and sometimes, he was this loving man. As if he cared about me. At this moment, I just wish I did not have to see his face.

" You did this to me. Why do you keep hurting me? You already know the truth. So, why are you torturing me like this?" I asked.

I was surprised I found my voice. I had lost my ability to speak some time ago because of all the screaming and pleading. I would usually feel the burn in my throat every time I tried to say a word. Today was quite different though. It's as if I had found some sort of strength to talk.

" You know why I am doing this. But, I will remind you again. I am doing this to teach you not to ever defy me", general explained.

I know he was just lying. He just wanted to kill me like the rest of the people he had killed.

" Oh, don't look at me like that. Anyway, it's been a while since you and I had fun, don't you think?" he looked at me like I was some prey, about to be devoured by a strong predator.

" Get away from me. After everything you did to me last night, you still want to have your way with me? Why don't you just kill me and end all these madness? I am tired of being your toy. I don't want to be your puppet anymore", I raised my voice.

" I did not give you a choice on the matter, Dave. I am going to get what I want, whether you want it, or not", he got on top of me on the table.

I knew it will be futile fighting him. At this point, I just did not care anymore. I just wanted it to end. I just wanted all the pain to end. I just wanted to die and no longer feel this disgusted. I just laid there, while he had his way with me. I don't know how long he was on top of me, but it was quite a long time.

After he was done, he pulled his trousers up, buckled it up, and went out the door. I felt all the disgust washing all over me. My body was already sore and going through all this again, just drained me. I began to cry. I cried so hard. This was the first I was actually crying because of how I down I was feeling. I hated feeling like this.

I did not know what else to do. I did what I felt was the best at that moment. I prayed silently in my heart. I prayed to God and said everything I was feeling. If it was his will for me to die here, so be it. But, if it was his wish for me to live, then he should someone my way to help me.

I did not know when I fell asleep. I just heard someone call my name, then my arms and legs were being untied. Then I felt someone lift me. It all felt like a dream. A very wonderful dream.

I woke up and found myself in bed, with a line connected from my vein into a rubber which was hooked onto a metal stand. I looked around and saw that I was in a room. There was a cardiac table in front of my bed and a chair at the other side of the room, close to the door. I finally realised I was in a hospital. But, how did I get here?

The suddenly opened, with someone walking inside. To my surprise, it was Daniel. Followed closely was Genevieve, then my godfather. I blinked a few times to make sure it was not a dream. They came closer to me, before I realised it was real. They all had this worried expression, written all over their faces.

" Bro, you are finally awake. Thank God", Genevieve spoke and caressed my face.

" I thought we would be too late. I am happy we found you just in time", My godfather said

" Where..." I began to cough violently. I guess I lost my voice again because I was feeling this burning sensation in my throat again.

Genevieve rushed out and came back minutes later, holding a cup of water. Daniel helped me up, while Genevieve placed the cup on my lips. I slowly drank the water, and the coughing subsided. I laid back in bed, trying to figure out, what was happening.

" What happened? How did I get here?" I asked, dryly.

They all looked at the other, with unreadable expressions on their faces.