ELAINE.
This was the third week of this freak show and I wasn’t sure how long I had before I was finally killed.
Ruthless, the head of the underground hate group had abducted twenty of us redheads and had been using each of us to perform some sort of ritual.
We didn’t even know where we were but we knew we were constantly on the move; we were blindfolded every time the transported us to any of the ritual grounds.
Escape was not an option; others had tried but they were used first for the ritual when they were caught. We didn’t understand the reason why we were only redheads here, did it symbolize something?
We also never fully knew what happened behind the curtains. Me and the only familiar face I had here, Nancy O’Hare were scared to death
From what we gathered Ruthless was to sleep with the said ritual girl and then cut her up, shave her head and leave her to bleed on; what they called holy ground.
It was repulsive.
We were fed crap so as not to die of weariness during the journey, but at this point we had lost about twelve girls to the ritual, and it wouldn’t be long before Nancy and I became one of them.
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I couldn’t seem to stop thinking about Aiden, I was only trying to because It would only make me cry some more.
I wasn’t even worried of myself when I thought about him, I imagined how he must’ve been beating himself up because of me, blaming himself for my abduction.
I loved Aiden Pierce with everything in me, I always had, even If I had never told him, but i really did.
I remember the summer of my “Growing out” as Mom put it and i came back to Portland as a Barbie ha-ha… I don’t even know how I can joke during something like this,
I had been working out and really taking care of myself, mom said it was how Brightly women matured at eighteen. I just ran with the theory and by summers end I wasn’t chubby and plain Elaine anymore and I knew it, but what I didn’t know was that when I returned and saw Aiden gape at me I realized that most of what I did was because I wanted him to finally notice me.
I was so sure he wouldn’t want someone as ordinary as me. But I had always felt something for him, who wouldn’t! With his taffy blonde hair and those piercing grey eyes that always had mischief dancing in them, he could charm anybody.
He had always been there for me, he shooed away the bullies probably punched one or two, he was always at our house making me and mom laugh, we built things together and rode our first bikes together … I loved him then, and even now and if I eventually died this way, I would love Aiden Pierce Forever.
The tears were streaming down my face now, I was tired of holding them in.
“What’s wrong” asked Nancy, looking just as drained as I felt
“Just afraid Nan … what if we’re killed” I barely whispered the latter
“Don’t think about it too much, They’re probably looking for us already … I hope ”
I relaxed a bit
Where are you Aiden?
