Save ourselves- One Direction

Roxanne

Looking back on it, I honestly can't even say exactly what made me throw the whole plan overboard and just start doing my own thing. But what I do know is that I regret it, because in the end it all turned out very differently. When Avery had gone back to Hempton's cabin, the images of Hempton's hands inevitably came into my head. What had those hands already done? They had hit, pulled, touched...touched so many places that didn't belong to them. And I think at that moment, something deep inside me awoke that wiped out all reason when the time came. After Avery had been locked back in the hole, I had seen Hempton outside his cabin and he had seen me. And he had grinned at me, with that disgusting smile. At that moment I wished I had superpowers. Maybe Quicksilver's, so I could snap Hempton's neck before anyone noticed. Or Wolverine's claws to cut that disgusting grin off his face.

No matter what, as long as he would be in the same pain as we were. And when I thought of the last times he had touched me and I had been completely at his mercy, I now decided to do the same to him. What this did to the others, I blanked out at that moment. All I wanted was revenge.

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I had lured Hempton into the forest, activating the camera and mic on my wristwatch. Exactly to the spot where he had attacked me the first time, I led him this time. The reason for wanting to talk about my future in the camp had convinced him. He had fallen into my trap like a deer into a hunter's trap.

My plan was simple and, when I think back on it, completely naïve. I had simply wanted to grab the nearest stone in the forest and knock him down with it.

This time I led the way, even though I could feel his eyes on my back and expected Hempton to grab my shoulder at any moment.

Only when we were far enough did I stop and turn to face him. Hempton crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"So, what exactly do you want to talk to me about?" he asked suspiciously.

"I want to talk about my remaining three months."

"Three months? You think this is all it' s going to be for now?" he grinned almost mockingly.

"Why not? It's not like I broke the rules?", I deliberately played dumb.

"Well, you're very much mistaken. You and your friends have made a fool of me several times. Do you think I'm just going to let that slide? No, something like that always has consequences and in this case your stay will be extended by quite a bit. And I'm telling you right now, we're going to spend a lot more time together so that I can keep an eye on you, do you understand me?"

With each sentence he came a little closer until he finally stopped less than two meters in front of me and grabbed my arm. But I pulled out of his grasp just in time.

"No, I won't. I'm not playing along with your sick games any longer, Hempton!", I hissed at him.

Hempton's eyes narrowed to slits. His hand shot forward like an angry cobra and wrapped around my neck. He squeezed and I gasped desperately.

"Let go!", I gasped as Hempton fixed me with his gaze.

There was no more reason in his eyes or any trace of compassion, only madness. Ice-cold, sheer madness.

"Where do you get this stupidity to believe that you have anything to say here, huh? The only one who has anything to say here is me, and believe me, I will make it clear to you and anyone else who doubts it every single day!"

I tried to loosen his hand from my neck, but he didn't loosen his iron grip even for a second. So I changed tactics and scratched his face as hard as I could with one hand. Sure enough, I felt the skin under my fingers tear open and Hempton groaned in pain. With his free hand he grabbed his face and with his other hand he pushed me off him so that I landed on the forest floor gasping for air.