It’s been 5 days after Devine’s house party and her father’s wedding was approaching as fast as her resumption to Nursing school has approached.
So far she had gone for her clearance and submission of other credentials and not a soul in the house had gotten a hint about it, all thanks to Daisy and Devine. They had also secured a strategy on how to attend her practical classes in person while the rest of the lectures would be held online to reduce suspicion.
Devine had bribed her guards and she had been locked in the thoughts of how he managed to pull that a success, but he was Devine and Devine knew how to do his things best.
Nuella stood in front of the mirror, her palm cupping her pale cheeks while she managed to settle from the fear that her haunting nightmare had invoked into her.
It’s been a month since she last had a nightmare from the past- a nightmare from her childhood that is still very unclear to her. Nuella exhaled softly then grabbed a bottle of water and downed half the content into her mouth, trying to ease all the memories away.
Unlike every other day, she woke up with the thoughts of Devine and mostly, slept with the thoughts of Devine, reminded of how he had fucked her mouth and of course, how he had sucked her pussy and the orgasm it earned her. He was a genius.
She cast her warry and pale reflection another glare on the mirror. Today is her first day in school, and the feeling that comes with doing something you love should be joy, but unlike every other person she was faced with a dream from her past, instead of the unusual excitement. Everything that happened that day was forever etched in her head except that the memories were incomplete and that bothered her a whole lot.
Nuella dropped the bottle of water on the table and dashed into the bathroom, throwing away the memories again.
They should not matter to you, she lied to herself trying to lighten her mood but they sure as hell mattered.
This incomplete nightmare taunted her gravier than the memories of things she had completely in her head.
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Little Nuella watched her baby doll as it rolled into the kitchen.
“Wait. Don’t go.” she ran after the doll hoping to save it before it rolled under the kitchen cabinet where she would be unable to reach it again.
She followed her rolling doll and only caught it an inch away from the bottom of the cabinet.
“Catch you.” She giggled grabbing onto her doll and holding it closer to her chest, exhaling some sighs of relief. For a minute and some seconds, baby Nuella sat on the cold tiles of the kitchen with her doll in her hand, brushing the stands of her baby doll’s hair to the back.
Her doll was her mini peace and she spent moments with it when she was not reading her books. Only that the doll that was once her peace took a wild turn from being her peace to being disastrous.
The color of its eyes had suddenly changed, from its peaceful shade of emerald to a barbaric shade of cosmic night.
“Purity,” Nuella called with trembling hands. Staring at her beautiful doll with surprise and confusion etched in her eyes.
“Are you okay?”
The sight of her doll was scary, but she was rather scared for her doll.
“What is wrong with you?” She inquired, with weary eyes, heart, and of course trembling hand.
In the blink of a second her doll had a grin on its face. Weird, and equally terrifying.
“What is wrong with you?” she inquired with pouted mouth.
“Are you fine?” she stammered, alternating between dropping the doll on the floor or running to her brother to help her figure it out.
Before an action could be taken, this tiny little doll of hers had grown so much bigger, and it was suddenly reaching out to her neck.
“No!!” Frightened Nuella screamed and threw the doll away then made to run, but her wobbling legs failed her as she slipped back, falling harshly to the floor. The kitchen door closed and her eyes only caught a glimpse of shadow walking away.
Her eyes widened with fear and her throat ran dry of saliva as her pulse began to hammer against her ribcage.
She tried to crawl away but the doll was moving closer to her, looking demonic and scary as hell.
“Somebody help,” Nuella screamed breathlessly but damn every goddamn thing because the doors of their house were soundproof and she was suddenly left to hear the cries of herself.
Her body trembled as the doll got closer and closer and then forcefully grabbed her.
“Stop.” Nuella choked with a trembling body. Series of quivering heat coursed down her body.
As though the sight of her crazy doll was not enough, the kitchen suddenly became smoky, blurring the lines between solid and air.
“Stop. Purity please stop.” she pleaded helplessly feeling the grip of her doll tightened against her neck.
“Help me.” Nuella cried trying to fight back, but her vision was already too blurred with the amount of smoke that framed the air like a delicate fabric.
Her cheeks burned with so much fear and heat. She held onto the doll trying to pull it away from her, but her rubber doll suddenly became metallic, every part of its metallic body that her hand managed to hold onto for support, left her with a deep cut.
Her breath hitched and she coughed out admist the hard grip of the metallic doll on her neck and the choke hold that the power of this smoke had against her as well.
Her body became sticky and sweaty as she gasped for breath. The sight of her doll became more frightening and the darkeness that eloped the room had her body quivering uncountably, fear, shotting through her entire system.
When the kitchen door opened, the light was off and she could only see the shadow of a person standing there, the face betraying no expression.
“Help me…” her faint voice came admist struggle and that was the last thing she remembered before her very tired system shut down and her eyes slid closed.
“Oh my goodness.” Nuella gasped, pulling away from the memories that almost consumed her like it was happening at this moment.
She gave her environment a frightening check and only exhaled when she realized that she was on her bathroom.
Softly, she buried her face into her palm, letting the cold water from the shower engage with her skin, finding solace in his water like she always does in Devine.
The sudden thoughts of him reminded her of his arrival. He had promised to drive her to school on this day since it was her face day at school.
The thoughts of him had her lips stretching into a smirk and her worries melted away, to the back of her mind. For the first time in that morning, she finally found peace, in the thoughts of him.