Chapter 6 part 1: since that day,

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KIARA AMORE BENNET:

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Week 1; day 6th

"morning, bitch." A face is shown as the human reaches for the ceiling light, I'm presented to a woman. She's got a beautiful shade of black,  silky like hair. A vest that's dark blue and black and a black dress that reaches the floor

She has no style.

"morning?" I said with some weakness in my voice " stand up." She asked with a demanding tone, I stood up straight as my legs were weak

She then started by punching my chest, chin and lastly the one that hurt the most, my throat.

I fell on my knees with no hesitation.

I was then starved for that day, then the next, then the day after that, and after that.


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The memory of my kidnapping stayed with me.

It's been two months, June 1st.

And let me tell you, it's been a fucking while.

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TWO MONTHS AGO:

"I think we should take a break." JJ started the conversation making me have a complete confused expression

"W- what?" I asked as tears dared to fall out my eyes "you were right." He said putting his hand on my shoulder " I- you didn't make me do any of it." He said

"but, except I felt the need to. The love I have for you is scary, I killed over 20 people to get to you. As you said that wasn't on you, but on myself, entirely. Which is why I'm offering a break, for both of us to... grow." He suggested as I bobbed my head in response with confusion

"I'm- I'm sorry what the hell... I think... if your sure and you think it's what's needed for us to uh- grow." I said awkwardly itching my chin

He hugged me once, kissed me on the cheek with a smile and left the room slowly

I thought he would turn back.

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That was the day, I cried it all out. Every night I begged for mercy, every night I saw giggles on the faces of my kidnappers, every morning I awoke with a cold iced bucket of water, that night I completely forgot what I said that day.

"don't let them win."

Bullshit, because he already won the day he kidnapped me

I stood up from my depression bed and threw off my sheets, making everything fall to the floor, empty water bottles, food trash, candy wrappers, coke cans and a non-organized-bed-stand

Arlene quite literally dragged my ass to the doctors office, she knew something else was wrong with me. Not just about the break up

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