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“You could say that,” I replied.
“You’re sure you’re okay, Kass?”
“I’m good, Donna. It was just a dream. Where’s Nicole?”
“She was at her boyfriend’s for the last day or so, but I think I heard her messing around in the kitchen a little while ago. She was asking about you,” Donna answered. She made a face. “You know, she’s kind of a bitch.”
I chuckled. Little did she know how right she was. With a smirk, I climbed out of bed, trying not to visibly wince when I felt the soreness in my ass, either from the whip, the belt, or his cock, I didn’t know.
“Want to go get some breakfast, or lunch, I guess? I don’t really want to deal with her today,” I suggested, and Donna nodded.
“Let’s get out of here. I was going a little stir crazy watching you sleep,” she replied.
The two of us changed. I threw her an extra pair of jeans, and I pulled on a pair myself. We left my apartment, and luckily, we didn’t run into Nicole along the way. Just down the block was a small family-run diner. Donna dragged me straight to it, opening the door and pulling me along until the two of us slid into a booth. In no time at all, a slim brunette waitress had taken our order. She brought us coffee and I took a sip, sighing with pleasure at the taste.
“How are you feeling?” Donna asked hesitantly.
“I’m alright,” I answered, not knowing what else to say.
We were quiet for a little while and the waitress brought our food. I dug in, masking the sounds of our silence with my meal. I had ordered pancakes and sausage, comfort food for my whirling mind, but it didn’t calm me.
Instead, I began to hear screams and moans, the sounds of flesh smacking flesh, and more cries of pleasure and pain. I tried to ignore it, but they grew louder. It was starting to hurt my head.
If I wasn’t careful, Donna was going to think I was losing my mind.
I blinked, and I swore I felt someone’s fingers in my hair. They felt like Markos’, powerful, sure, controlling. They felt evil.
Donna stared at me, suspicion in her eyes.
I turned, but there was no one there. Rubbing the back of my neck, I breathed a sigh of relief. I shivered, just slightly, but then the sounds faded away. For the rest of our lunch, the sounds and visions let me be and as time went on, Donna began to grow more comfortable. By the end of the meal, she was her old sarcastic self, rather than protective momma bear she had been with me for days.
“Listen, I gotta go run some errands and get some homework done before class tomorrow. I’ve got an exam I need to study for, but fuck, Kass, you call me if anything weird happens. Swear on the soul of your future firstborn child,” she demanded.
“Scout’s honor,” I replied with a grin. That seemed to pacify her. Finished with our food, we paid and then headed out of the diner and once we were outside, she insisted on giving me a tight hug. Eventually, we went our separate ways. I went back to my apartment and holed myself up my bedroom. I watched Netflix from my computer and turned the sound up in case Nicole was home, but I’m pretty sure she wasn’t at that point. I hoped she’d gone to stay the night with her man. It would be better for me that way.
When I was alone, everything seemed to get worse. The episodes came more frequently then, and they began to escalate in intensity. Like Markos was gaining more power with each passing hour.
He would appear all around me. Sometimes I would be naked and sometimes he’d tear the clothes from my body. I’d hear screaming and then I’d hear moaning. I wasn’t sure if it was myself or someone else.
I was only vaguely aware of the setting of the sun and the rising of the moon. For periods of time, I would have stunning clarity. I could watch an entire episode of Supernatural and my sense of sight and my hearing would remain normal.
But then, it would all go haywire.
Eventually I fell asleep and, in the morning, the blaring sound of my alarm woke me from my heavy slumber. I hadn’t dreamed at all. It had been so peaceful. I just wanted to close my eyes and go back to the serenity of it all.
It was Monday though. I had to return to work.
I blearily pushed myself out of bed. Like a robot, I brushed my teeth and got dressed, slowly piecing myself together into normalcy. I made coffee and was relieved to see that Nicole wasn’t there. She’d been absent for much of the weekend, freeing me from her constant judgmental glances and bitchy negative comments.
Yawning, I drank my cup and blinked my sleepiness away. For a while, all was silent, but eventually, the screams and moans returned once more.
There was no explanation for where the sounds were coming from, except for the dark recesses of my mind. What the fuck was happening to me?
I ignored them for a time and gathered my things, continuing on my usual commute to work. The subway swayed back and forth, and I could have sworn that I saw Markos in the crowd. His dark eyes always found mine, promising both sweet seduction and unfathomable pain. But then he’d disappear, and I was left lonely, bereft, and always searching for him.
The subway pulled up to my stop. I stood and exited through the doors, walking up onto the streets and down the block to my office building. Like a robot, I walked inside and took the elevator up alone. The doors opened, and I entered into the main hub, surrounded by cubicles and people rushing this way and that.
That’s when everything began to fall apart.
