Chapter 39

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_Sage_


I opened my eyes to see Gabriel on the floor sitting up against the wall sleeping.

I looked down at the restraints on my wrists and ankles.

I bit my lip. how can I do this?

I tried to bust out of the chains. I gasped when I seen Gabriel move, but he didn't wake up so I tried again.

I kept doing it until I felt it getting loose. Come on, come on!

Suddenly I felt my wrist break free. I quickly got my other one free, and then took the chains off my ankles.

I finally stood up almost falling over from the lack of movement in days, but I manage to stand up straight.

I quietly snuck over to the door that leads out of the room, making sure not to wake Gabriel in the process. I shakily opened the door and walked out into the huge warehouse.

I looked around for the exit when I finally found it, YES!

I ran over to the door and pulled it open, my adrenaline was high now.

I squinted my eyes when I seen the outside light, since it's been so dark I have to get used to it again. Fuck my eyes, I got to get out of here.

I proceeded to start running down the abandoned road.

I stop for a second to catch my breath, panting.

Then I heard a loud yell. "How did he get away?!" Gabriel screamed from inside the warehouse, I gasped and started running again.

It was hard for me though, since I was pregnant and very weak. I just kept running. "Little one! Get back here!" He shouted, I turned to see him running after me. Tears filled my eyes, no! I thought I finally escaped.

Who knows what he'll do if he catches me..

I tried to pick up the pace making my feet go faster, but I was sore. My feet were bare and I was stepping on sticks, and little rocks. But after Gabriel beat me yesterday my body is throbbing in pain.

"My men are already on their way over here! they have trucks, so they'll find you!" He shouted, I looked back to see his face filled with nothing but pure rage.

I gulped and kept running.

Just as I thought I was going to get away, I tripped over a huge rock.

He chuckled and caught up with me. He stood over me. "You little shit! You think you can get away so easily, hmm?! ANSWER ME?!" He shouted in my face, all I could do was tremble.

I shook my head, which was a big mistake. He slapped me across my face, over and over again. My cheek was on fire, as I laid there in the dirt crying.

"P...P...Please, it hurts." I could barely talk, he spit on me.

"I don't give a fuck! When we get back you're getting it way worse then this, little one." He then grabbed me by my hair and started dragging me back to the warehouse.

I kicked and screamed for someone to help me. "Please, somebody help me!" My voice was raw from screaming. I tried to take his hands off my hair, but he wouldn't let go. My scalp now on fire.

Once we got back to the warehouse he dragged me into the room and threw me down on the chair. "How could you disobey me like this? After I was nice to you!" He shouted, I felt my lip tremble.

"I...I'm sorry, I just want to go home." He then smacked me again.

"This is your new home!" I shook my head.

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