𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚢: 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜

𝚅𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝙷𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚛- 𝙷𝚎𝚛.

4 days. I had been in this hell hole for 4 days. I laid in bed trying to force myself into getting up. There was no point. I wasn't dumb I knew he was gonna kill me, but I wasn't gonna die willingly. No I was gonna fight like hell. If I died everyone would know who did it because he'd be lying dead next to me.
I started brainstorming there had to be some way out. I knew when he come in he wouldn't lock the door behind him. I was to scared to go up stairs I just had a bad feeling about it. I decided when he come in I would hide in the bathroom and when he found me I would smash the top of the toilet over his head. Today was the day.
The day I got out. One way or another. I got up and went toward the bathroom. I stopped about half way and took a shaky breath. I opened my eyes. I wasn't scared to die what I was scared of is how creep would kill me but I was done, I was finished being scared of this jerk.
I opened my eyes and walked into the bathroom and grabbed the top. I sat on the floor and waited. I couldn't help but let a few tears slip. After a while I heard the metal door start to open. I counted in my head to 3.
1, 2, and with that I slowly walked over to where he was looking at the window trying to figure out where I went and smash. He grunted and I ran for the door. I pulled on the door as hard as I could. Damn it it won't open. I started screaming for help but it was not use. I felt him pull me back hard. "Night night naughty girl." That was the last thing I heard before everything went black.
I woke up to the sound of screaming? I opened my eyes slowly. Was I dead? I looked toward the door to see the one and only pinball Vance banging on the door. "It's no use." I said.
"I already tried." I coughed out. "Damn it!" He yelled kicking the door. He walked over to the bed and sat down next to me. I sat up and slowly put my hand on his shoulder.
"You still have time to figure it out I don't he has you that means he's gonna kill me soon." I said tears strolling down my face. "No, no you can't- he cut himself off. "I won't let you die." "Please just listen if you make it out tell my family I love them."
"Please look after my sister." "She's to young to deal with this." "Don't let her be sad for to long, okay?" I asked letting out a shaky cough.
"Your not dying." He said in an angry tone. "Please just promise me." I said crying harder. "Okay I promise." He said looking down. We sat their for a minute before we heard the snap of the lock. I closed my eyes knowing what was gonna happen. 
I thought this was to long so pt.2 is out as soon as I'm done writing it sorry!