Dehydration
Washington's POV
I woke up in a place, very confused at first then I panicked, where am I? Who brought me here? I questioned myself a lot, I tried to remember where I was last before I ended up here. I think, I think I was on a walk, going, somewhere just I don't remember to where or where I even was when I got, supposedly nocked out. I sighed shakily looking up to find out that nobody was in the room I was, I guess I could call that a lucky thing as I don't know who the person could be, anything could happen to me but death was likely. I waited and waited in the chair I was tied to, in the time that had passed, I was hungry and very thirsty, tired as well and my eyelids ached from being awake for god knows how long.
I let my head rest back on the wood chair very uncomfortable as my stomach growled loudly and my tongue feeling dryer than the Sahara desert. I tried shutting my eyes to sleep but it was too uncomfortable as my hands were tied back and my wrists ached and my hands tingled, it went the same way with my ankles and feet. The rope was incredibly tight, it felt like a tourniquet around my wrists and ankles that was tightened as far as it could go. I groaned in pain as my neck felt sore a little from leaning back in such an uncomfortable way, it hurt so much, everything hurt so much, it was pure agony all around my body.
Tears started pricking at my eyes as my stomach started cramping up and my feet and hands felt like needles were getting jabbed in them. I started to try and break free but just, failing, quite miserably as I struggled against the ropes the bounded my hands and feet. I struggled more and more but I continued to fail to break free and I started crying softly knowing I wouldn't get out before I'd die of dehydration. After enough time I gave up sitting there in pure pain and agony as I cried more sniffling and hiccuping by what could be described as kind of violently. Soon enough, I sobbed myself to a light sleep.
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I woke up again, still in the same place and when I realized that, I started crying again and started screaming. "I WANNA GO HOME!" I screamed-sobbed out and kicked around making my chair wobbled and move forward a bit. I sobbed out more struggling in the chair weakly as I couldn't feel my hands or feet anymore and my stomach cramped up so much it caused me agony. I leaned back in the chair weak and I let my head fall back and roll off to the side as my whole body felt weird and felt like passing out. Soon enough, I did nearly pass out put it didn't happen but then it happened again and I passed out that time getting a sweet relief of what I urged for.
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Fanfiction(WARNING: this book will have gore, blood, and strong language, so I suggest that if you are not comfortable with those topics, do not read and is also originally from WATTPAD) A mysterious day Alabama didn't listen to his father and went out anyway...
