You Think I Won't Talk?-Chapter 457

"Leave."

"..."

’...’

At the dreadful silence and state we were in, Theressa eventually stood from our side. And I felt how the part of us that felt suffocated by her touch fred itself from the weight her visit provoked, glad by it... Too much by it.

"I’ll help you even if you don’t believe me."

... Nonetheless, something else came over Marianne once we heard her say that.

Our head turned slightly, and our swollen eyes glared at her, trembling in the rage that came from Marianne’s deepest and unknown bottom.

"... You’ll help me die again?"

"!? W-what are you-"

"Will you hide that poison you gave me here too? Like you did last time? Will that be the escape you’ll give me again?... Leave my sight... I won’t ever... I will never make the mistake of believing you again, Theressa."

"But I didn’t-"

"GET OUT!!!"

Only once Marianne’s screeching voice yelled at her, hysterical as she could no longer endure her presence and loud so she would finally leave, did Theressa understand nothing she said or did would ever convince her against it.

The yell had been strong, and thunderous to the point we felt our ears buzz and our throat burn to the strain. Making her finally run away since given the strength of it, Paul would certainly come to us to check what was happening.

However, we didn’t see how she left. We solely heard as if distant her hast steps and the door’s closure, because our head lowered, weak and shrinking in our body at the emotions... As Marianne was trembling terribly affected by this exchange... while I learned how it was that Marianne made the attempt that brought me here.

— I hid it in that drawer... drink it once you understand it’s better to die than live like this Marianne. It’s your only escape, trust me. — 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

"fh...hf...nh..."

It was weird to me since I could feel as much despair as she did while we sobbed and yet I also experienced a calm confusion as I tried to get myself together. It was as if our souls were collapsing in this shared body... Unable to understand how everything we’ve lived came to this.

’... You did well...’ — I told her...

"!..!...h!!"

’J-just don’t think about it...’ — Trying to help her to calm down, our body held itself stronger. And even though a hint within ourselves was losing the will to continue, I forced us to revive that very will against the confusion our feelings experienced. — ’... We will wait for the right time... if we’re patient... if we do things right... a chance to escape will emerge when we don’t expect... just forget she’s even here...’

".. . . .."

’We will make it out of here...’

"Marianne, what was that noise?"

— It doesn’t matter how... but I’ll get out of here. —

While watching him enter the dark of our prison, we promised ourselves again while I recalled as I met his eye how every time Seth came to me I used to prepare myself... for another night of his delusional beliefs to be endured. Biting our lips aware of the pain we would experience even if they bleed, because it was a way for us to keep ourselves from letting him hear how we suffered in his hand.

The flick of our nails started to be done from then on more often even while he handled us violently. Even if it made him madder... but we wouldn’t stop doing it since he appeared to ignore what it was for.

Theressa tried coming every other night to try and convince us to let her treat our body’s bruises... which he was careful not to leave in our face since he said it was too beautiful and precious... while we only accepted the things she brought to treat us ourselves.

We allowed all of that... there wasn’t much besides that that we could do, either way... but I was focused on every little thing, in every little mistake any of them could make... so we could find the chance we were waiting.

’No matter how... we’ll escape..... even if it’s dead... we will escape this psycho one day...’

*******

Theressa, in the afternoon during which her brother had made the girl follow him through the portal a certain tool he possessed, could invoke to escape the prison, she also came to learn of the truth behind Marianne’s disappearance.

When the sibling convinced her to follow him out of the jail they had been imprisoned in suddenly, Theressa had doubted for a moment for this much preparation meant he was indeed involved in the matter. And so, for that very reason, she decided to go along with him. For like before at the hunting competition, he would try to involve her in this crime, wishing to learn of his schemes so something could be done against it this time. Wishing to protect herself and also the sister who, after telling their Father how the beast had changed shapes, had also helped the little sister to receive their father’s last opportunity... even as her doings had been making him reluctant to keep holding faith in his youngest child. Although she ignored the other motives behind such disposition Orland was conveying.

Right after crossing the portal, Theressa found herself at a cabin’s study, where another person who looked the same as Paul did; stood right before him, to then dissolve and fall to the ground into a small straw doll, which Paul would pick up before turning to face Theressa. Grinning... too comfortable while she tried to grasp the situation with an apparently calm demeanour.

"You did well coming here."

"What was that? Where is this place? Do you have Marianne imprisoned here?"

"... No. YOU have Marianne imprisoned here. You have to play your part in this scheme since you wanted to be out of jail so badly."

"!? I knew it... Again... You will blame me for your doings again, Paul!!"

"It doesn’t matter, does it? You have always treated her as if she is nothing... always jealous of her stature and grace... Greedy of what she is and you aren’t... Even if you hadn’t followed me, you would still be a suspect, Theressa."

"... That... that is not true..."

"Really? Don’t you know there is a reason behind you falling into jail along with me? You already are in their eye, Theressa."

"..."

"That... is a fact."