Calypso

Nightmare

The five nights seem to vanish in a flash.
I don't really know what's going to happen next. There's no way I'll fall in love with him. He must know that. He's not stupid.
At least, I don't think he is.
I shakily eat my soup. He said he'd be back. What's his plan? There's only one way off of the island, and only a crazy person would think that they could force that.
I don't even realize that he's here until I feel his breath on the back of my neck. I swirl and punch him in the face.
"Owww," he complains.
"You deserved it," I snap.
He rolls his eyes. I didn't hit hard enough for his nose to even bleed. "Now. I'm getting off of this island. Today."
I cross my arms. "And how do you think to accomplish that?"
He steps towards me. I take several steps back. "This island is your prison. It's not necessarily mine. Am I right?"
I nod slowly, not quite understanding where he's going.
"So, theoretically, if you were to... die, for example, the curse would break. I could leave."
I gasp. No way.
But it makes sense.
I whimper and start backing away. "No," I whisper.
"Yes."
In all of the years I've been locked on this island, I've never wanted to die. If I did, I would definitely not be in Elysium. Maybe not even the Fields of Asphodel.
He lunges at me. I try to jump away, but my foot catches on a rock and I thud to the ground.
My face feels like it's on fire. I lick my lips and taste blood.
I curl my knees up to my chest. I can't fight him. I can't. I've forgotten all of the old spells that I learned in the Titan War. I'm certainly not able to fend him off with brute force.
Acid feels like it's running through my veins. I hurt everywhere.
Cold, icy hands wrap around my neck.
"Goodbye, princess."
I feel them squeeze, but I don't even have the strength to breathe anyway.