Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 32

I watched him walk around the bathroom to get a clean wash cloth and

back again to fill the sink next to me with some warm soapy water. Before bringing the wet cloth up to my face, I frowned and recoiled, letting out a hollow awkward chuckle before going to grab the cloth from him.

"I can do it for fucks sake!" He nodded and handed me the cloth which I immediately began to use, only It couldn't see what I was doing. After a minute of struggling I sighed and held the rag out for him. "Can you help me please?"Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

"Of course!" He didn't hesitate which I thought was odd. He was very gentle as he began to wipe my face, uncovering all the bruises and all the damage done in the past 2 days. "Jeez!" His eyes were trained on different parts of my face as he exclaimed his shock. I guess I looked worse than I thought.

"Is it that bad?" I chuckled hollowly and looked down at my hands as they fidgeted and played with my fingers.

"You're worse than I was expecting." At least the guy wasn't sugar coating it. He frowned at my face and then met my eyes with a small sympathetic smile... "but you're ok. You know that right? You're ok, you'll be ok." Was he talking about my injuries or my mental state? I nodded my head in defeat and smiled half heartedly. "Yeah, I'm ok. I have to admit, that makeup lady knows what she's doing." The royal beta nodded before looking at my sorry state.

"You need a good sleep, I know it's easier said than done, but you need to try. Why don't I go and find you some pajamas to wear?" I nodded my head as I stayed sat on the toilet by the sink, I watched him leave and heard his footsteps getting quieter as I let out a long sigh.

I didn't want to stay here another minute. I was never going to sleep properly knowing the king was under the same roof as me, just waiting terrified of what he'd do. So with that thought I stood up and opened the cabinet under the sink and had a look, Until I found something I could use, a large pack of razor blades. I slid one out of the box and looked at it shining in my hand.

With that I took the small blade in my hand, I lined it up to my left wrist, my tears had stopped knowing I would be free from this awful world. Without another thought, I cut through the skin on my forearm and sliced it deep down the wrist that didn't have my brand. Instantly I shouted in pain and my breathing quickened as blood poured out quickly. The pain was greatly welcomed as I knew that for once, I was i control.

I was just about to do the same on my other arm but my hand was grabbed, the blade was forced out of my grasp and a hand clamped down on my deeply wounded arm, my teeth began chattering as coldness swept over me and my eyes closed slowly. "Shit! What the fuck are you thinking?! The Royal Beta was trying everything to stop the bleeding. But that was the last thing I wanted.

"No! Let me die... please?" It was a whispered question, I was pleading with him to end my suffering but he shook his head at me in horror. My body suddenly got really heavy and I felt my legs give in. I went tumbling into the man that was stood with me, and my consciousness was fleeting.

*GUARDS!" I felt my body being lifted as the sound around me became muffled. "Stay with me Dylan. Keep your eyes open, you're not going to die from this!" I heard his voice get quieter as my body jostled, clearly he was running with me.

I heard him, but I didn't want to listen. If I wanted to stay awake then I would never have done that in the first place. I let my eyes close and prayed that I would be free from this fucked up world. My head flopped over Lewis's arm, and I allowed myself to completely black out.