That's The Thing

About Pain,

It Demands

To Be Felt.

{John Green- The Fault In Our Stars}

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A N A S T A S I A'S P.O.V.

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I woke up with a start, as I felt cold drops against my bare skin.

I slowly tried opening my eyes, fighting against the invisible fold. It was merely impossible to open them, as though someone had deliberately glued them shut.

I furrowed my brows and tried my best to squeeze my eyes to loosen the hold of the glue. Finally, I manage to open them after a few attempts, I slowly blinked away trying to clear away the fuzzy spots which lingered in my vision.

Satisfied with my clear vision I began to scan my whereabouts I was clearly trapped in dark place... but where?

My eyes soon fell upon the only source of light which was afforded through a small barred window; which sat on the highest peak of the stoned wall.

As I continued to inspect the rest of the place, I quickly noticed a row of cylinder-shaped metal bars which joined together forming the only thing I dreaded the most, prison bars.

The bars stood tall yet thin, the paint on most of the bars were either chipped or completely worn off, emphasising how frequently this cell must have been used.

The little fibre of security I felt quickly vanished as I registered where exactly I was, a prison cell. I was trapped like a caged animal, or shall I say imprisoned against my will.

What the fuck is going on!

I tried to rake my brain for anything, any memory of conviction or something to make sense of the current situation I was in. But it was futile, the last thing I could remember was gazing into the most beautiful crystal blue irises ever, it sparkled so much I swore they were e n c h a n t e d.

I felt Roxy stir at the memory she yipped in joy for those eyes, wait hold on a second...

Roxy why are you overreacting?

Mate! Anastasia he is our Mate she purred in pleasure.

That's when all the memories from the previous day washed all over me, like a black and white movie. The bar... the Beta...the attack...the midnight wolf...the blue eyed-.

SHIT SHIT SHIT!

This can't be happening no! I don't want a mate!

Roxy just growled in response, clearly not sharing the same idea, although she knew why I didn't want one. I can't, he would only tie me down, but most of all.

I. AM. A. ROGUE.

I know how all the packs have been doing there damn best in shunning all of us. Especially now with the underground Rogue group that has risen.

I shivered at the thought I remember taking a stroll in the woods to cool off when I came across one of their wolves.

He was tall, built and but most importantly he had a devilish glint in his eyes. I could have sworn he was going to kill me then and there. Thank the goddess there was a distant howl from another wolf. He tilted his head up to pick up on the scent, then he disappeared in a flash.

I remember telling Jackson about the encounter, and he just kept nagging me afterwards to never enter the woods alone and to stay indoors.

Which is what I was doing until a certain Beta decided he wanted to seek revenge. Though I gave him my best and if I were being imprisoned as punishment for attacking him, then so be it. I would do it again and again until the Beta learnt not to mess with an abandoned Rogue.

I growled in frustration, the growl bouncing off the stone walls carrying and tossing the damned sound around. ARGHH it took several minutes for the echoing sounds to die down, it's as though it wanted to taunt me, to remind me of how utterly h o p e l e s s I was.

Sighing I shifted my body so that I was leaning further into the wall, though as soon as I made contact, I jerked away. The stone walls were as cold as ice, and as rough as a sandpaper leaving no room for comfort or ease.

Soon enough a dull ache began to form starting from my neck and travelling down to my stomach. I looked down noticing the open wound and my stark-naked body covered in mud and blood.

Taking a deep breath, I willed my brain to think of a solution or just an idea.

Suddenly an idea came to my head ah huh!

Okay, Roxy, you're going to give me a hand, were going to do a partial mid-shift and get the fuck out of here okay!

I don't know about that Anna, it doesn't sound so wise.

Oh please, do you have anything better to suggest?

Silence.

Now that's what I thought bitch. I Smirked at the thought of having freedom, oh this was going to be good.

I leaned against the brick wall, propelling myself up, finally managing to stand, I slowly trekked to the prison bars, I was only a few meters away when I was suddenly tugged back by an unknown force.

I let out a screech, as something hot burned into my skin, it burned as though I'd just walked into molten lava and decided to plant my feet deeper into it.

I wheezed out a breath, as intense pain began to engulf my senses, my eyes began to flicker to my wolf then back to my human eyes as my body fought the mid-shift.

What the fu-

That's when I noticed it looking down towards my chained feet. Silver chains! wrapped around my bare legs, but not just any ordinary silver it reeked of wolfsbane.

Ah shit, silver chains itself could weaken any wolf, it caused an immense pain when it touched the surface of any wolf's skin. As though that was not enough, to be coated with wolfsbane now that was pure torture.

What the fuck is this place? A torture cell where they kill off wolves-- no better yet kill off rogues.

I took a deep breath, trying to steady the intensifying thoughts, I could hear Roxy howling in pain, which only increased the raging anger I felt inside.

Where was I? Who was holding me captive? How on earth did I get here? W-W-Will I survive?

ARGHH I ran my fingers into my hair pulling it out in frustration.

Stay calm Anna, we will get out just have some patience, Roxy chimed she was so sweet trying to calm me down, when I should have supported her considering the immense pain she felt.

Thanks Roxy.

It just reminded me of how close I was to Roxy; despite our minor conflicts, she was the best wolf I could have ever asked for and the only one I'd die for.

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Two days later

I was drained, all the energy from my previous days vanishing like it never existed. My senses overwhelmed by the invigorating stench of wolfsbane. The toxicity inflamed my lungs leaving it to deteriorate by the minute.

From what I could gather it has been two whole days since I was left in complete darkness. My knowledge supported by the only source I could rely on; I continued to watch as the sun rose and fell through the small, barred window.

The wound I accounted during the attack was sticky and wet which only meant one thing, it had not healed yet. How could I heal? when the silver and bane continued to reverse my body's natural healing ability.

I was doomed.

I could feel the sharp pains from my neck continuing the capture every moment, to ensure I felt the deepest jolts of it all. I slowly lifted my arm wincing at the pain which spiked through. I felt sore all over like I'd just been run over by a truck and rammed into by a herd of bulls.

I tilted my head to look once more at the clock which, currently provided the faintest stroke of light. The moonlight penetrated through the bars, leaving a shadow against the cold concrete ground.

The window became the only indication of how much time passed and of how long I suffered.

Roxy no longer seemed to howl, her energy and strength depleting by each passing minute as the wolfsbane and silver worked like poison. I could no longer feel her, as I tried to reach out and hold onto her, but each time I did she just slipped through my finger tips.

I was beyond having any inkling of care for him. I was disappointed, from the stories I've heard mates were supposed to protect, love, and become one through their shared experiences.

It was the one person you called your other half, because the day you locked your eyes with them your heart and mind shifted, as though to fill an empty void you never knew existed- they complete you.

Yet all I could feel ever since landing my eyes on the crystal blue, was pain, rejection and anger. All three emotions mixed to create a concoction of disaster.

The cell grew darker and darker as the moon began to shift away.

Not even, the moon could light up the darkness that filled my soul.

I tried again to tug at the silver chain causing a hiss to escape my mouth, I looked down and noticed blood seeping from where the chains were tied. The distinct smell of copper filled the air emphasising just how much I was bleeding. The silver-coated chains penetrated my bare skin leaving the remnants of blood and a scar behind to remind me, there was no escaping there h o l d.

That's when the thought hit me, I was going to die here and never leave. That immediately activated the waterworks, tears stained my cold cheeks, my breathing growing rapidly short as I let the dam I had held back flow f r e e l y.

My body shook violently as the salty drops formed a pool on the middle of my lip, I drew my legs back to cradle them against my stomach.

I cried harder... I cried for the family I never had, I cried for the loss of my makeshift life but mostly I cried at the feeling that I could not shake away...

e m p t i n e s s.

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Four days later

Weak

Cold

Dead

These three words represented the current state I was in. Not a soul had passed the cell, no food, no water, no clothes. It was clear they didn't want me to survive.

I was left to die.

I swallowed back whatever saliva I had to clear my throat. I was coughing continually now my lungs were far too damaged; the wolfsbane working its poisonous magic throughout my body.

I brought my shaky hand towards my mouth, to settle the coughs that echoed through the empty cell. That's when I felt the splatter of liquid, I tried to grip my shaky hand with my left to guide it back to my lap. I looked down to discover spots of crimson staining my sickly pale skin.

I choked back a sob; I didn't have the energy to cry anymore all I could do was pray to the moon goddess for the pain to be over s o o n.

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This was it.

My eyelids began to droop, slowly leading me into unconscious. I tried to blink away the darkness, but the more I tried the worse it got.

That's when I thought I was Imagining the next thing.

Suddenly a loud bang erupted in the cell, shouting filled the empty cell- leaving my ears to bear the burden. Large fingers gripped my shoulders shaking them, trying to get my attention. Though it proved to be futile, as my body slumped down against the hard concrete from the force.

"Cosa ti ha fatto!?",

(What has he done to you?)

The man yelled frantically against my ear.

But all I wanted to do was sleep.

And I did.

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