Sophie POV:-
Feeling utterly contaminated, I can't even look at myself- let alone Christian. I am amazed that he is still trying to save me even if I am absolutely defiled. Just how can the thought of touching a worthless thing like me can even cross his mind? A truly corrupt soul, I have witnessed the deepest depths of being defiled. Every inch of my body is burning, I don't have enough strength in me to go through the same thing over and over again and with it getting worse by each time. I can’t take this revolt anymore, this pain embedded in me is more intense than before. Bearing it is beyond my capabilities.
I am feeling so void, as if my body is hollow. I am empty and broken beyond repair. Like I was so close to grasp that light of hope but the shackles pulled me back to that depths of misery. My eyes even dry out, I can't even cry at my anguish.
In the blink of an eye all my dreams and hopes shattered. I'm surprised that Christian is still there with me and to be honest, I even want him to be near me, to console me. Because alone I cannot bear it. I need him to be at my side and give me assurance of his presence.
This time, I even want him to save me.
As I was looking at the ceiling emptily, the door opened, I shot my head towards it, thinking it might be Christian but he wasn't.
It's the doctor, she smiled and asked, "How are you feeling?" I felt a knot in my heart. What do you expect? I choose to remain silent and avert my gaze. Her smile faded for a second as she put a hand over my shoulder and smiled again,
"It's gonna be okay. Your husband is here for you. He cares about you a lot."
"Doctor..." I called her. I looked at the stares of Mother and Eugene for a second and asked her to come closer, "Only Christian knows what actually happened, please don't tell anyone else." I whispered. "I know. Your husband already told me." She reassured me.
"Where's he?" I asked as she was checking some files and doing some random check up.
"He's standing outside." She said monotonously.
"I see." I said vaguely. Why isn't he coming in?
Seems like he couldn't bear to look at me. I can easily see that look of devastation in his eyes, A havoc which is breaking him drastically. I know if he began to repair me again, he'll break.
As I was laying like a lifeless doll, Christian entered, he passed me a smile and stood in the corner.
After a moment of silence when the doctor was about to leave but Christian asked, "When can I take her home?"
"The day after tomorrow." She smiled and left.
He moved closer and looked at me lovingly and in that, I can feel the glare of Eugene at Christian making me uncomfortable from this tension in the air.
"Do you want anything?" He asked, I just blink and remained void. He run his hand in my hairs and took a seat beside me and asked,
"Can I hold your hand?" I looked at him for a second but didn't reply and startled a bit.
"Hey, It's alright, Nothing can harm you. I am here for you." He said trying to soothe me. We both looked at each other, my void gaze met his adorn one. He averted his gaze and began to use his phone, typing something. I kept looking at him. I hesitantly held his index finger like a baby and he stopped whatever he was doing and looked at me.
"..Never let go of my hand..." I whispered. He put his hand over mine and kissed it slightly,
"I promise, I'll hold your hands tightly, saving you from every harm till my last breath." He promised, I passed him a faint smile and turned my head away. His words were so pacifying that it made me want to cry from happiness.
Eugene cleared his throat and said,
"We're also here love birds. I think we should leave them alone, Mother." I was about to pull my hand away from him but he held it in a never letting go manner. His one hand held mine firmly while he was on his phone, busy again but sparing a glance at me from time to time and giving me a smile.
"Don't tease them Eugene." Mother scolded him.
I closed my eyes trying to receive a lull. My eyes felt heavy and I couldn't make out what's in my surroundings and to leave that polluted form of mine, I fell asleep.
I was sleeping peacefully but it seems like peace is not in my destiny, the images of that horrific moment kept coming to my mind causing a commotion in it and making me feel like my world is crashing down. Everything is breaking into million pieces and I couldn't do anything but to bear that feeling of repulsion and to call out only one name,
"Christian!"
"Christian!"
"Christian!"
"CHRISTIAN!" I shouted waking from the nightmare. I was panting heavily. Tears began to fall, sweat rolled down from my forehead. My vision was blurred due to tears. My heart was beating at an abnormal pace. My body was consumed by dread of being polluted.
"Christian.." I cried his name again. My chest was getting heavy by each passing second due to the fear that I might not be alone.
"Hey, Sophie Calm down." I felt a hand over mine but immediately knew that neither this voice nor this fragrance is his. I quickly pulled my hand away and began to cry and let out convulsed gasps of terror.
"E-Eugene, c-call Christian.. Please..." I sobbed. My mind began to lose it's senses. I can feel my strength leaving my body, and a haunting feeling took over me. I began to cry out loud. Eugene tried to soothe me but no avail. Tears rolled down without any halt and I kept calling his name, my frights reached it's peaks.
I was crying out loud and Eugene was trying to calm me but no avail. Adrenaline rushed in my veins as I felt bile building inside of me. The fear anticipated by the fact he is not here is causing me to submerge in dread.
"Christian!" I cried again. I kept crying, even the doctor came,
"Sophie calm down, Christian is coming.." but I kept crying and struggling. I am feeling so petrified, I felt like if he was not here, no one could save me from that hellish feeling.
"Nurse, give her anesthesia and put her to sleep." I kept crying out loud as they injected me. I felt darkness surrounding me again as I fell deeper in those pits of abyss that have nothing but despair for me.
My heart clenched when he didn't come as I kept calling him... Why?