Recap...
Today has been such an long and surprising day. And seeing Tony also reminds me that I still haven't figured out who some of the men following them are. But I don't have my laptop so I'm just going to go to bed and worry about everything tomorrow.
Kiera:
I wake up in a cold sweat. I had yet another nightmare last night. Actually a memory but it wasn't exactly a dream either. It's still dark out so I'm assuming it's early morning. I decide to get up, there's no way I could fall back asleep after that. I walk over to the mirror where I hide my phone. I check the time and groan. It's fucking 3:48 am.
There's no way I could fall asleep again so I'll just have to deal with it. I go to my closet and pick an outfit and then go into my bathroom. I locked the door and set my clothes on the counter. I'm not taking any chances. I strip out of my pajamas and look in the mirror. My wounds have fully healed up at this point and have left scars. I have a ton of scars everywhere. I don't hate them. I hate what they represent. All the abuse I've dealt with throughout my life has stained my skin permanently. A permanent reminder. I can't believe I almost started to trust my biological family. At this point I think I can only trust Santo. I at least have one cousin. God I can't believe I'm even upset about this. It's not like my own father abused me. This isn't new to not have a good family. And at least now I have someone in the house I can actually trust in. Unlike my old home. I need to stop caring about my cousins and work on getting out of here. I don't need more memories of abuse. More stains of abuse on my skin. I'll get through this and I'll escape this time. I don't think it'll be easy though. Although I have Santo to help me I feel like something with go wrong with our plan. I feel sick. Like something bad is going to happen that I can't stop or get away from. I don't know what it is though.
I finally walk away from the mirror stopping my thought as I step into the shower. I wash my body and then my hair. I love the calmness of a hot shower. After shaving I just stand under the warm water enveloping my body. I feel as if it's washing away my pain and suffering. Although I know it can't. I start to think about my situation again. I just have to play my part and act submissive. Just like when I was living with my father. I was stupid to think it would help me then. So then why would it help me now?
Flashback
I'm running through the woods. I don't know where I just know I need to get out of here. Last night was the worst night of my life. I can't believe my dad did that to me. No. Not my dad. He lost that title. Rodger. He's my own blood. My family. As I'm running I feel my feet being cut up on twigs and rocks. My tears are blurring my vision as I wipe them away attempting to clear them. My body is sore, I've been raped again and beaten. I can feel a black eye forming from when I tried to hit him when he wanted me to suck him. I feel so disgusting. I just want to get away. I continue running until I can't anymore and I find somewhere to sleep. I eventually find a small cave and crawl in. I hope they don't find me. As I fall asleep I hear Rodger's voice ringing in my ears, "I'll catch you you bitch. When I do you better pray that I don't kill you."
Next morning
I wake up and I'm still in the cave. Thank God he didn't find me. As a fully wake up and rub my eyes I remember everything that happened last night. I don't know what I feel. I have so many emotions right now. Anger, sadness, pain. I feel everything right now. Physical pain is bad but I would argue that emotional pain is worse. I slowly get up and look around. After I see nothing I start running again. At this point he has to know where I am. So I keep running. I can't let him catch me.
After running for what felt like hours I was suddenly picked up off the ground. Before I could even react I feel something going into my neck and then I feel nothing. Darkness soon follows. Before I fully passed out I heard laughing. Rodger's laugh.
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