Save ourselves- One Direction

Daisy

I think I speak for everyone when I tell you that none of us could really sleep that night after Roxanne's confession and Avery's speech. We all sat at breakfast the next morning looking incredibly exhausted. Some of us even had dark circles under our eyes. I myself couldn't get Hempton's threat to extend our prison sentences out of my mind, as well as Roxanne's confession and Avery's suggestion. Yesterday I wanted to tell what Hempton had threatened me with and that it affected all of us, but after last night I didn't have the heart.

Everything was really fucked up. If even I, the most optimistic person in our group, was already thinking like this, then it was certainly not a good sign. I stirred my breakfast porridge without feeling like it. I had lost all appetite. In my head I began to weigh up the options.

Staying here would mean that Hempton would continue to do what he wanted with us. He had the power over us and could extend our punishments and possibly do to every single girl of us what he did to Roxanne. And waiting and hoping that nothing happened in the coming months was not a good idea. Because Hempton was already doing things to us without us provoking him in any way first. The boys, Roxanne and Avery only had three months to go, they would be gone soon, I on the other hand would be there for at least 5 months. Linda even almost seven months. And when the others were gone, I would be all alone in this group. Linda was in another group, so I would only see her now and then, besides she had to focus on her baby. Her baby would probably be born at the end of October. And after that she would have to stay at the camp for at least three more months before she was allowed to go herself. She would then be completely on her own.

She would be at Hempton's mercy. Just like me. Like all of us. Even if we were always together in groups, Hempton would find time and opportunity to intercept us alone.

On the other hand, if I considered Avery's suggestion, it could go one of two ways.

The first possibility was that we would get caught and Hempton would probably do things to us that we couldn't even imagine let alone want. The second possibility was that we would escape from here and leave all this torment behind. No matter what would come after that, surely it would be much more pleasant than anything we had already been through here. Hempton would go to prison and this place would change.

I knew there were great risks involved in this path, but if we actually did it, at least we had a chance of escape.

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This decision haunted me all day and even made me almost forget my heartbreak over Liam. I still avoided him and only exchanged the most necessary words with him. I knew it wasn't his fault that he didn't feel the way I did, but I still thought his reasoning was bullshit.

After work, I decided to skip dinner for myself and go swimming instead. No one would miss me. I went into the tent, put on my swimming suit and put a towel around my shoulders. Once at the stand, I put the towel down a safe distance from the water and went into the water. Although the sun was not quite as hot by now, the water was still pleasantly warm.

I walked into the water up to my waist before I started swimming.

Water was my element, so to speak. When I swam, it always took my mind off things. No matter why I was swimming. Afterwards, somehow I always felt better.

After I had been swimming far enough out, I let myself drift on my back. I've been doing that a lot lately. Maybe because it was so incredibly relaxing and I always felt like I was floating, which made me forget my problems for a moment. Or maybe it was because I...missed my dad. And that even though he had just left. He was the one who had taught me how to swim, who had driven me to my first competitions and eaten French fries with me afterwards. He had also been the one to show me how to float on my back. I had been scared of it at first because I thought I would go underwater with my head, but Dad held me gently from underneath, told me to close my eyes and then slowly pulled me through the water. He couldn't have given me a better sign of trust. Because as soon as you close your eyes, all you can feel is the water around you and the hands of the person holding you.