Chapter 8

Snipy The Mafia Lord

"Please don't do this, Ahhh, ouch, nooo—" "Mistress! mistress! Please come back to us," Dagrin's voice suddenly echoed in my head, snapping me out of my world of pain.

"Get me my d***s, please," I ordered lowly and it was gotten. I opened it and poured as much tablet as I could and dawned it with the water Declan handed to me.

It's been that way since I escaped that jail. For five years now I've lived in nightmares.

I do all I can to forget it and not think about it but yet it hits me anytime anywhere and when it comes it comes with a great headache and leaves me screaming and scattering my hair.

Many people think me mad including my doctor who advised that I stay a month in the psychiatric hospital so he can know how to cure me of my daily migraines and know what's really wrong with me but only people like Dagrin and Declan know what I passed through... Or know just a little bit of what I passed through cause I've buried it all sin