𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘥.

I

"PLEASE LET ME GO!!"

I scream and shout while chains are wrapped around my wrists cutting off the circulation minute by minute.

"PLEASE!"

I try to yell through the duct tape that had sealed my lips shut.

"Shut up!"

The man yells at me with his vulgar tone while dragging me through the dark and crippled hallways. My body gets dragged on the hard wooden floor as it hauls my shirt up leaving my skin ripping on the pointy wood chips and nails. The man drags me by my wrist further down the hallway. Then he comes to a complete stop. He looks down at my cold bony bruised body with an evil look in his eyes.

"GET IN BITCH"

I crawl slowly in the pitch darkness to a big metal door. I look up at the door and look back at him standing there.

"FASTER!"

He says while opening the door kicking my limp body in the room. As my body rolls and tumbles in the darkroom, I feel the cold porcelain tile on the side of my stomach. Tears shed down the side of my face oozing, seeping into my skin pores as I lay terrified for my life.

"Let's get this over with"

He says to me with a raspy voice, My eyes glance up to see what he was talking about. We make eye contact as I see him gyrating his hands. The tears blurred up my cornea. *Blink, Blink* I flutter my eyes as I see him taking off his belt, then after the belt, his pants come down. I knew exactly what was about to happen.

"W-What are you doin-g-g"

"DONT QUESTION ME"

As he yells at me, spit from his mouth sprinkles on to my body, as I feel the wet droplets trickle down my arm I start to cry once again. I try to move my body around to get the heavy shining silver chains from around my wrists, but I dont succeed.

The man slaps me across my face leaving a red handmark on my upper right cheek, I start balling my eyes out as he flips my limp and senseless body over to my front side. I lay on my back without hesitation and he kneels on my pelvis.

"You must be crazy... You will forever be mine"

His eyes look down on mine as we make eye contact, he lifts up my shirt while rubbing my stomach making me feel uncomfortable. As he looks me in my eyes I see him pull a blade out of his back pocket of his saggy, black jeans.

He laughs, scaring me.

"AHHHHHHH!! PLEASE, STOP!"

I scream at the top of my lungs as the blade rips an incision down my abdomen steadily, I continue screaming and screaming until I finally black out.

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𝙵𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝟷𝟸𝚝𝚑, 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟼

"Keturah, can you answer Question 6 for me?" Mr. Grizzly says to me.

"Keturah... KETURAH!"

Mr. Grizzly comes by my desk and slams a dictionary on the desk causing a big bang.

"Uh- uh yeah-?"

I wake up from my nap clueless, I didn't get that much sleep the night before cause I had a lot on my mind.

"Keturah, Question 6?"

I open my school book with a flash trying to find the page we're on, the whole class is staring at me. My anxiety starts to kick in as the class snickers under their teeth.

"It's okay Keturah, I'll just call on someone else," Mr. Grizzly says while eyeing me down.

In my eyes, Mr. Grizzly was hot. He was a middle-aged white man with glasses. He had hair as long as his shoulders and he slicked it back making him look sophisticated. His beard was short but scruffy which fit perfectly on his face, and he also had nice clothing. He always wore either Khaki pants or Black slacks with a tucked-in suit shirt making his bulge pop out. Every time he had came by my desk I always looked down and it made my body tingle.

After class was over, I grabbed my bag and rushed out the door pushing it open as fast as I can making the hinges creak.

I run to my locker which I share with my best friend Nataliya, I see her in our locker and I rush up to her quickly.

"GIRLLLLL," I say while cocking my neck

"Girl this better be no Mr. Grizzly thing again"

"I'm sorry Nataliya, he is so fine and I jus-" 

Before I get to finish my sentence my stomach starts to cramp up, The throwup rushes up to my throat and I throw up all over the musty hallways.

"EWWWWWW!"

I hear voices around me gagging and mocking me, I start to get light-headed and my vision starts to get blurry.

A couple of hours later I wake up in the nurse's office, I lay on the cold bed with a heating pad laid on my stomach. The nurse comes around to my side of the bed as her heels clack upon the linoleum floor.

"Hey, how ya doin' sweetie!" The nurse says to me as she checks my temperature.

I groan while wiping the crust from my eyes.

After the nurse checks on me making sure I'm fine, she decides to give my mother a phone call to pick me up. I lay in the school bed for about 30 minutes until my mom rushes into the nurse's office.

"KETURAH BABY ARE YOU OKAY?" she asks while rubbing my forehead.

"Yes mom, Im fine....."