Thread: Viktoria's Monster (Skeith & Horror_Show)

Abigail had a rough sleep, her body had to detox itself and it wasnt the prettiest sight. Luckily Vikotia had adjusted her so she was as comfortable as she could be, before departing to do her normal ritual. Through out the night the young girl would sweat, have shivers and run a temperature from her body fighting to detox her system. She would jolt awake now and then but be so wrapped up in her own mind she would slowly fade back into a deep state of sleep. The next morning, she slept late into the afternoon. After fighting her lead like eyelids she let her eyes take in the light and looked around before pushing herself up. She was still in her undergarments and bottoms and was fifthly. It didnt take long for her to take in reality. Vague memories raced playing back for her what had happened the night before. Earlier in the day she had been helping her mother with the usual chores when her father had come home and started his routine of bickering. She had somehow got caught in the cross fire and was defending herself, she always was and her mother always stepped aside taking her fathers side in a passive manner, she had too else he would be her enemy as well. The arguments got so bad there was always a moment when she decided to remove herself from the nonsense, she could remember storming up the stairs with his threats. She was so use to his his vulgar comments and crying wolf that she was immune to it. It was different this time, as he followed her and trapped her in her bedroom. Of course he was just going to discipline his barbaric out of control teenager daughter, which she was also use to until this time he tried to do even more, to violate her and she fought back. She could only remember certain things but could remember biting, taking off skin on his right arm and her using so much force she pushed him back into her vanity as the mirror crashed. It was only hours later she was admitted into the hospital against her will. She could still hear herself screaming at him as she was taken off. She came back to the present and carefully crawled out of the bed standing, trying to stretch until she read the note, she read over it a few times and knew she was at Vikotias manner. She had known her as one of her fathers students, she had seen her quite often and even admired her. The woman had literally rescued her last night. Grabbing the pills, she swallowed them downing a glass of water and stood there holding the glass squinting her eyes. She went to the wardrobe beside the bed and opened it and after rummaging through all the styles of clothing she pulled the most random garments and headed into a bath area that was connected to the guest bedroom. She closed the door admiring the beauty of the Victorian bathroom, everything was so elegant in its own way. She sat on a stool as she waited for the bath to fill and found some of the most luxurious floral oil soaps. The smell of jasmine and lavender had already distracted her pounding and aching body. She stripped of her stained undergarments and climbed into the steaming hot tub. She had fallen asleep in the bathtub until she sunk down enough to wake up and realize she had dozed off and quickly scrubbed every inch of her body including washing her hair. She let the tub drain and dried off quickly and pulled on some more comfortable undergarments that didnt restrict her breathing. She simple pulled a large long sleeve thermal over a longer laced nightgown over light gray ribbed leggings . It would normally be inappropriate wear such a weird style of clothing but it was so damn comfortable. She often got scolded or disciplined growing up because she was more of a tom boy than anything else. She rushed to comb her short uneven hair and gave up and left in a hurry to find the woman who had saved her. She had finally spotted the kitchen from the smell of food but was worried she was hours late but the women were still there. She stood there paralyzed looking in at the older woman who had willingly within her own power pulled the girl straight out of hell. She ended up talking before she could even form coherent sentences and stuttered. I-I-I am so-so sorry madam, I took so long, I-I----, she gulped and kept letting her eyes dart everywhere but at the woman, Im in your favor, thank you. Was what she finished giving up on talking.