TRIGGER WARNING!
SUICIDAL CONTENT
Serenity
It had been months since the night that the cowboy came to visit. Bruce came down every night to take what he wanted from me. Sometimes it was for someone to beat on, other times it was for release. No matter what the reason, I always find myself sitting on the shower floor. Hoping and praying that this time would be the time I died. I was never so lucky though. I just kept waking up every morning.
Bruce had kept me sedated with his “calming concoction”, ensuring that I was truly alone. It had been weeks since I last heard Nessa’s voice and I felt myself falling into a deep depression. When I was made to sing, I tried to use my siren’s call to get help. But I was so weak from the concoction Bruce was shooting me up with that my call didn’t wor
