The death of me

2

"Well- then I'll make you remember, sweetheart" he said looking down at me and pulling my hair.
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Confusion flooded my head as he spoke and I furrowed my brown together.

"Listen bigboy, I don't know shit about anything or why I was even at the beach, I must've fallen of a boat or some shit" I said with a lot of breath due to the pain of him pulling my hair.

"Fallen of a boat and washed up on a secret beach on a secret destination guarded by a fucking mafia?" He growled a lot angrier and I just looked at him in confusion.

Mafia? Huh?

I just chuckled at him.
"This has to be a joke" I chuckled but he remained serious
"Mafia? Yeah...sure. Dude I'm a normal fucking girl- now untie me" I said pulling at my arms.

"Oh bunny, if you don't shut that mouth soon than I might just throw you back into the ocean" he said keeping his grip on my hair.

Judging by the guards at the door, armed with heavy weapons and the fact that I'm in a cell makes him being in a mafia a lot more likely.

"Im not done with you, I ain't believing that you lost your memory just to give you mercy" he said picking up a knife from the little table beside me.
"Would be a shame to hurt more of this beautiful skin, we all die in the end so start talking sweetheart"
He said dragging the knife over my throat down between my breasts.

I swallowed and looked up at him.

Fuck, why can't you ever keep that damn mouth closed asshole?

"Not so cocky now, aren't we?" He smirked as he pushed the knife to my artery on my throat.

How in the hell do I know where the artery is placed?

"Now, baby- I'll ask again" he leaned over me, looking straight into my eyes.

"What is your name? Let's start with that"
He kept the knife to my throat only millimetres away from breaking my skin.

"I already told you that I don't remember" I said more panicked.

"You expect me to believe that?" He chuckled evilly.

He pressed the knife harder to my throat making blood start to drip down my skin.

"No no! I swear! The only thing I remember is being beaten and thrown into the ocean"

He loosened the pressure of the knife on my throat and furrowed his eyebrows.

"I'll believe you for now, but If I found out that you lied- you're dead. You hear me?"

"Yes- yes" I said submissively.

"You will be working as a maid here in my house till further notice, but I don't trust you yet so you'll be spending a week in this cell" he said and my eyes widened.

"W-what?" I whispered.
I was terribly afraid of the dark. One thing that I remember.
"Can you just keep the light on, please?"

He chuckled and left me in the chair as he walked to the door.
"Oh sweetheart, we don't do special treatment here"
He said before turning of the light and walking out of the door, closing it and locking behind him.

I was left alone in a small dark room with nothing.

Think think think.
You have to get the hell out of here. Now.

I started panicking in the dark room. Trying to come up with a plan to escape this shithole. But how?

"Come on, bitch. Think for fucks sake" I muttered under my breath and looked around .

I noticed that he left the knife on the table and rolled my eyes over how dumb he is.

I sat my feet on the floor and started to jump over to the table on the chair.
I reached up and grabbed the knife with my hand before I started to cut the ropes of my hands.

Once I finally got the rope of them, I cut my ankles loose and stood up.
I felt the aching in my body as soon as I move but that can't stop me.

I grabbed the knife of the metal table and looked around for any way out.
I heard a blowing sound coming from behind me and quickly turned around to find a ventilation drum. (Like a metal tunnel) leading through the ventilation system.

It was small but it can fit me.

I hurried to it and saw that it was protected by metal bars that connected in every end of the square.

I saw that the bars were fastened with small screws in every end and I looked down as my knife.

I can use it as a screwdriver.

I started to loosen the screws one by one and finally got the bars of the tunnel.

I put the metal bars down carefully
(English isn't my first language sorry)

The tunnel was to high up for me to just jump in but I grabbed the chair and stood on it to get up to the tunnel.

I crawled into the metal tunnel careful not to make any noise as my knees connected with the metal and I started to crawls over all the rooms.

I done know where I was heading but I tried to follow the light that shines in the end of the tunnel.
Not in a Jesus way, in a normal fucking sunlight way.

I could here people talking below me as I crawled over the different rooms and I tried not to make any sound.

Eventually i reached the light and saw that it was an exit of the small square tunnel, protected by bars again.

I took the knife out of my mouth we're I kept it when I crawled. And started to screw of the screws again.

Eventually I got them of and pulled of the metal bars. Being met by freedom.

The tunnel led out in a garden at the back of the huge house and I smiled to myself even tho my knees hurt like a bitch.

I crawled out of the tunnel and carefully jumped down to the drowned, feeling the fresh air hit my skin.

I held the knife in my hand as I walked away from the wall were the tunnel was and over the grass.

I saw a huge fence surrounding the building but no guards.

Might as well just jump over it and run fast as fuck.

I ran to the fence and climbed over before jumping down to the ground again.

I chuckled and whipped my hands off on my dress.

"Mafia? Pfft, that shit was easy" I smiled to myself and started walking down the street when a voice interrupted my beautiful happiness.

"Well we'll well"