Deal with the devil.
I closed my eyes with my arms engulfing myself trying to protect me from the unknown.
My heartbeat was increasing with each passing second and I could feel my hands starting to shake.
Minutes passed and my condition worsened in anticipation.
A panic attack was in making and me forgetting today's dose of my medicine was a catalyst.
He was silent...only his strong cologne and cigar smoke intermixing could be felt.
Finally after waiting for too long I decided to open one eye.
He was very close...his fingers held my brown locks with which he was playing..
"I....I...a...m so..rry...I... didn't..meant.to...."
"Just shut up your pretty mouth belle."
I zipped my mouth shut and breathing became difficult.
My chest started moving up and down faster as tears stinged my tears..
The pain is starting....sh**....this panic attack seems worse than others.