Lust not after he beauty in thine heart; neither let her take thee with her eyelids
I was sitting in the bath, the cold water pelting down on my body. I’d woken up like this, the icy water biting into my skin. But it was soothing and the sound of the trickling water drummed like a mystical melody. I felt like a part of me had passed away, slipped from my cold fingers and ran away into the distance.
My innocent happiness was waning and being replaced with cold fear. The thought of never escaping my prison was agonizing, yet how can one escape purgatory without relinquishing to death?
No longer was I a free bird, but one trapped in an iron cage, married to one who is suffering from his own demons, and Father Aaron is the devil and this house is his hell, cunning and willing to make our lives a living netherworld.
Yet I do not fight, I can't run or hide in fear that I will die. I used to be a girl living in a small town, attended school with my friends and lived a loving life with my Gran. I never thought my future would be this.
I looked down at the wedding band around my finger. It was a perfect fit, but not a perfect match. I hated the thought of being married. Deep down I wasn't stupid. I can't be real. But I spoke vows and Father Aaron is a priest.
I could taste my salty tears in my mouth from the endless flow of hot tears coming from my eyes. I was Callum’s to keep, his to keep. No escaping, not only from him, but from Father Aaron.
“You need to get out before you catch a cold,” I jumped at Callums sudden intrusive voice in my thoughts. I glanced up and my eyes met his hard ones, he was standing in the doorway still wearing his suit, his facial expression impassive.
I looked away from him, but I couldn’t move, didn’t want to. I buried my face in my knees and continued to sob. I was put in here by him to undoubtfully drown out the memories of what my eyes have just witnessed downstairs. Father Aaron had killed a girl by slitting her throat open with a kitchen knife. It was also the way he looked, so terrifying and strikingly demonic. How was I supposed to feel? I was sick of my fear.
I felt a hand touch my shoulder making my body flinch. I looked up and saw Callum crouching down beside me, “You need to get out, your lips are turning blue.”
“Leave me alone,” I barely muttered, my throat tensed at my words, but Callum shook his head and before I knew it he picked me up with very little ease. How can he be so strong, yet so trapped?
I swallowed, knowing the dress was soaking his clothes, but he didn’t seem to care as he brought me back inside the bedroom.
Callum set me down on my feet, steadying me as I swayed on the spot. He turned towards the chest of draws and yanked out a dress I’d never seen before. It was brand new and the price tag was still on it. Father Aaron brought me new clothes?
This nightdress was white with a low, lace neckline. Callum’s jaw hardened as he stared down at it with possible resentment, but he continued to walk over towards me with the garment in his hands.
He flung the nightdress onto the bed and moved to start undoing the back of the wet wedding dress that was clinging to my body. I glanced up into Callum’s crystal-like eyes which remained hard and distant, his lips formed into a straight line.
I felt the upper part of the wedding dress loosen as he pulled at the corset strings. The dress fell off my body and fell to the floor with a gentle slap leaving me in my bra and panties. I was too numb to care that I was exposed in front of Callum.
Callum moved it to one side with his foot and grabbed a towel I hadn’t noticed he got. He moved closer into me in silence, his arms went around my back and I immediately tensed as I could feel the heat from his body on my cold skin.
He wrapped the towel around my shoulders and went back over towards the chest of drawers, opening another. It then registered that I had a place in Callums chest of drawers, my clothes were now there and no longer in a wicker basket. The drawer he pulled was smaller but packed to the brim with new underwear.
“Fuck sake,” I heard him say underneath his breath as he picked up the slinkiest pair of underwear I’d ever seen in my life. I felt appalled as I stared at the lacy garment with shocked horror. It was like my blood was suddenly boiled with fire.
|Bella Heathcote||as Ava|
|Colton Haynes||as Callum|
|Jude Law||as Father Aaron/Priest|
|Nick Jonas||as Adam|
|Ashley Jensen||as Penny|
|Cillian Murphy||as John|