Broken inside //a kidnapped and abused story//

Chapter 22: I love him

WARNING!!!!!!!!
THIS CHAPTER IS VERY GRAPHIC AND GORY, NO SEXUAL THINGS BUT VERY GORY, BEWARE
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I fell to my knees and held Bradeys head in my hands. He was out cold. I cried over his limp body. He wasnt dead just knocked out.
"Please, dont do anything to him, ill do anything, just leave him alone." I plead.
"Why? Why do you care so much for him and you dont care for me the same?" Griffin asked sadly.
"Because... because I love him." I whispered.
"Speak up."
"I love him," I said loudly "He treated me so well in the time I was with him, he never hit me or yelled at me. He cared for me, something youve never done. You treat me like a rag doll, im your prisoner. Which is why I will never care for you."
He ground his teeth and stared at me with such anger. He lifted his hand and i flinched, ready for him to hit me like he always does. But he didnt. He stood there with his hand raised and he just stared at me.
"What are you waiting for, hit me like you always do." I spoke with newfound confidence to stand up for myself.
"You pathetic little whore," he roared "I have cared for you so much, youre nothing with out me. Youre a worthless bitch that no one cares about. You dont deserve the love of others. You are nothing."
He didnt hit me, but that was worse than anything he could have ever done to me. I felt broken. So done and destroyed. He beat me once again. I look at Bradey. I love him so much. I push the hair away from his eyes and for the first time in months I smile. I look around the room and see what im looking for. As fast as possible, I lunge for the knife on the desk. Then without thinking I push my hand down, blade first. Theres a loud crunch sound and gasp for air. The room goes quite.
"Alex..." I hear Griffin gasp from behind me.
I look down at my hands where the top on the knife is clenched tightly between my fingers, the other half pushed firmly into the body of the knifes victim. Theres blood everywhere. But its not mine. My eyes tear up.
"Im so sorry, I love you too much to let you live the way I have." I whisper into Bradeys ear, his breath is slow and shallow.
I kiss is forehead and release the knife from my hands. I knife stuck out of his chest. I cried. No, thats an understatement, I bawled.
I watched Bradey take his late breath. Then I reach for the knife. Surprisingly, no one stops me. I pull it out of his chest and point it towards my own. Before I can do what needs to be done, im stopped. Someone grabs my hands and pulls the knife away.
"You pulled away my freedom, my chance to leave this!" I screamed, feeling pain like nonother, but it wasnt physical, it was emotional.
Griffin stared at me, he looked sad. I dont know why he would be sad, he won, he broke me. Griffin lifted me and carried me out of the room. I cried and screamed, I didnt try to struggle though.
He brought me upstairs and into a room I had never seen before. He laid me on the bed and left. He left me to cry and scream at the walls. They couldnt hear me, but I wanted them to. I screamed at the world, for the pain it has put me through. I didnt want this, I wanted a life, I wanted to finish high school and go to college. I wanted so much. So much that I cant have anymore. It was taken from me. Everything has been taken from me.

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I know this was kinda sad and gory, I apologize. I know some might be mad about what happened, but i felt this is what should have happened. Im having trouble deciding if i want a happy ending or not, if you have any thoughts please leave them in the comments. Thank you so much, please comment and vote.