The Lost Alpha Princess

Chapter 2

Unknown Female POV

Ten years on and I haven't spoken a word to another soul for 4 years that's right 4 f*****g years, not even Gregory has gotten a word out of me just nodding and shaking my head oh and shrugging my shoulders. I still don't know why I'm here or have been for the last 10 years but last year Gregory told me my eighteenth birthday was going to be special because the day before my birthday after the old mans visit he was going to come and tell me a story and bring me a birthday gift that I can't eat. I've never had a gift like that it's either the cupcake or nothing.

I think there's a couple of days left till my birthday and I've had company for the last week I think, and he hasn't shut up calling and laughing, I've noticed recently that the prisoners are making me angry in fact everything is. I'm at the end of my tether, now don't get me wrong anger is all I've felt for this last eight years the first two were pure fear but after that faded it was replaced with anger, now it was red hot rage. I've been playing the good little captive and done everything that's been asked, Gregory thinks that he has beaten any disobedience out of me using his main guard.

The beatings started about a month after the first fight training book was given to me, I tried to fight back and I did eventually I got good enough that I nearly killed Gregory's main man. That's when the beatings become more regular to stop me from fighting back and I haven't for a year, luckily when I stopped fighting back the beatings went down to one at the most two a week. Gregory said once "It's to increase my tolerance to pain and blood." and he wasn't wrong.

He thought that by bringing me my birthday cupcake and providing me with food, water, shelter and education I owed him something and the day would come when I could repay him by standing by his side when I come of age whatever that means. When he told me I was to become his wife he started bringing information that I might find useful like how to please a man, then the guards started bringing dvd's of p**n down to me which sometimes I had to have playing for days. He thought I was learning what was expected of me but instead it ignited my rage and pushed me to get stronger and tougher faster.

I always had hope that I would get out of here I mean I have been kept alive for this long so there must be a purpose for me right. The rage has been getting worse and worse over the last few months and today was the day I finally snapped. The lights went on as normal breakfast came as normal the old man come as normal, while he was watching me I kept my head down today I hadn't done that for a while.

After a few years I stopped looking down at my feet and whenever he came to see me I started staring back at him until he left, but today I couldn't control the anger I was feeling and I didn't want him to see it.

The laughing started the second the lights went on and continued when the old man was there, he had left a while ago and still the prisoner didn't shut up. I eventually put my hands over my ears and started rocking and talking to the voice I've had in my head for about a month, I know hearing voices isn't good but it came when I needed it the most.

....FLASHBACK TO A MONTH AGO....

I woke up this morning and all the hope I've had over the years had faded and there was none left, I decided that morning that I would end it all that's when the idea of hanging myself using the punch bag came to me. I had learned the patterns of the guards over the years so I knew when they changed watching me and knew I had about ten minutes a day I wasn't watched on camera.

Just as I stood up to remove the punch bag and wrap the rope around my neck I heard it for the first time, the voice in my head that said to me "You need to hold on a little longer this will be ending soon and you will be free, I know your scared and are tired of this life but I promise there is a better life out there. You are more special than you will ever understand but I need you to hold on a little longer please." and then it faded. I knew I had lost my mind at this point but it did make me think about things, like why I'm still alive and here after everyone I've seen come and go never to return.

....END OF FLASHBACK....

The voice spoke to me everyday after that and everyday it has brought me a little comfort, but for the last two days or so it hasn't shut up and it's really not helping with my rage in fact it's increasing it and that's when I snap surprising myself for the first time in years.

I don't know where it came from but the fucking laughing won't stop the voice won't shut up and when did the fucking dripping start "SHUT THE FUCK UP." I roared as loud as my voice would allow only it wasn't my voice it was the voice in my head that screamed it.

There was suddenly complete silence for a few seconds I mean hear a pin drop silence, then footsteps could be heard running this way. Main man was screaming down the phone I assume to Gregory "No boss you don't get it she roared it shook the entire building and smashed some windows." I heard him say before going silent for a minute. "I don't care what he told you I heard and felt it come look at the damage yourself." he said before listening again and then hanging up the phone smirking at me.

This only added to my anger and again in the voice that's in my head I roared at him and he pissed himself actually pissed himself. It was while laughing at him I remembered what he said, Gregory is coming even earlier and I feel murderously powerful. I went to say something when I realised I can't that's when I remember learning if a voice box isn't used for many years it will not work straight away and will need retraining which could take months or even years depending on the situation. If my voice didn't work then how.........