Chapter six.
I woke up in a dirty room the walls we’re nearly black due to the dirt and chipped paint. I was lying on an old mattress on a metal bed covered with a sheet full of holes, and it was also covered in dirt. My head was throbbing; I could feel my heart beat in my ears. I shot out the bed and straight for the bath room and started throwing up. I walked back into my room and there stood a man, It was Jake, I thought, I knew I… I just knew it.
He smiled, “Hello blue, eyes…Your cuts are healing well,” he chuckled. He had the face of an angle, but he wouldn’t once I’m done with him. I lifted my knee into a place where knees aren’t meant to be. He grunted in pain. I started to punch, slap, kick, basically anything to hurt him. Then ran for the door.
“Sarah!” I yelled while walking down the hall.
“ALEX!” she screamed. I ran to the door untied her from her bed, she was all bruised, cut and had red spots all over her. “Thank y-you!” she whispered into my ear. She was detached from the door and we ran from the opening. We ran through the woods as fast as we could to get from that horrible place and that poor excuse of a man. It grew darker and darker, and we ran until we couldn’t anymore so we made a shelter and went to sleep.
“Sarah…” I whispered to her.
“Yeah Alex…” she answered
“Why we’re you tired to the bed?” I questioned. I heard her snuffle. And she brought her hands to shield her tears from me. She wiped them away and looked at me with her bright red face and shook her head.
“Nothing” She brought her hands to her face again, but this time unable to hide her tears. I hugged her and tried to calm her down. Buy now I already knew what happened. Witch explained her lack of clothes. The once she had on we’re ripped and torn and shouldn’t be called clothes. And the ropes, it all fit into place, sadly. I should have killed Jake. And to think he had just done that to her, then her came to my room probably about to do it to me. I had notice his eyes went from his blue and turned into a black in lust. Sick. I would fight until the end before he would get the chance to do that to me.
“Blue eyes I know you’re in here!” I heard Jake scream. I felt a shiver run down my back and my stomach started to turn.
“Run!” I whispered to Sarah, “Don’t worry about me just run he wants me, so run!” she stood up and raced away. I stood up and did the same in a different direction that way if her did get me, he wouldn’t get Sarah. I ran as fast as I could away, and it helps that I was the fastest runner on my track team so I had a pretty go chance of getting away, but not big enough. I felt a tug on my wrist, I turned to see Jake smiling, then turn to a frown as I fell onto my face on a rock, pain shot though my hard and fast until I screamed.
My eyes shot open and I was still screaming, I looked around and found myself on Harry’s bad and in his arms. I turned my head and met with Harry’s eyes they looked frightened and concerned.
“Oh my god! Are you okay?!” He freaked out.
“Yeah I’m fine, just a nightmare.” I rubbed my throbbing head.
“You just started rolling around yelling no, and then you started screaming!” He exclaimed, still concerned. This dream was just like the last one, so real and vivid. It had to be real. I hugged him to assure him I was okay, and then I noticed his lack of clothes. He only had a pair of shorts on. Blushed then pulled back. I looked down at myself and noticed that I only had my V-neck tang top on and a pair of Harry’s shorts. My face got hot.
Harry chuckled, “Last night when you fell asleep on me,” oh.my.god. “I asked you if you wanted to go home, you said you wanted to stay with me, so I asked if you wanted to borrow some clothes you said yes, and those we’re the smallest thing I have you just so tiny!” he gushed. His dimples popped up and made me smile. Even though what I was wearing was super big and I probably looked terrible I felt super confident right now, that I don’t have to look super nice of do my hair every day or wear makeup. I stood up from the bed.
