The Longest Wait Ever

They have to of found them by now. Can they be that weak not to figure out ways to seek them out? The demon paces back and forth the short distance between the walls. The padded room they put her in this time keeping her from endangering herself. She had bloodied her last room with her fretting and anger. That hatred and fear still clings to her all these years. How Nerissa detested hospitals. And the padded walls showed her all too well to be in the lunatic's ward.

She was glad they hadn't put her in a jacket. Not even able to figure out how they managed to get her into there. She hardly slept but the one time her body finally gave out and she'd collapsed this is where she finds herself.

The cloth glistens with frost but its no where as bad as he last place she'd been held in. The blinding lights though made her head hurt and in the end she pressed herself into a corner tightly into a curled up bundle with her pale face pressed into the seam to escape it as best she could.

Nerissa trembled and under her breath cried for him. Wondering if her bond with him helped any. If he could feel her. Sense her. Those eyes haunted her when she closed her own and ached to be in his arms. In that small ball, back to the door and the rest of the room, her finger twisted that crude ring over and over. A cherished item. The one thing she managed to keep throughout this ordeal.

They even took her clothing and the boniness of her form showed ghostly, bruised and battered from her own actions. But atleast she stopped slamming her head against anything solid so that the busted forehead was healing finally. No longer was her head a raven's blue but a curl of deep auburn, hung in limp coils now around her face.

How long?...How long will they come for them? How long must they wait. Her body ached. Riddled with needle marks. Having been strapped down to study her. Nerissa had screamed in terror until finally then even put a bit in her mouth and strapped her jaw so that she was left but a keening screech anytime they came near her until finally she was sedated in the end, to keep her from killing anymore of the white coats.

Now, she sits and waits in a padded room, her eyes watering so that the pale blue gaze looked glazed and she was hundled with but face swimming in her mind to help her through the ordeal.