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The great houdini- Part Twenty

TW: SLIGHT GORE

YOUR POV:
I felt my eyes heavily open, I felt delirious or light headed.

I looked around the room I was in. It looked like a storm shelter, there were stairs going up above ground to two small doors.

I tried to stand up from the corner I was in to walk across the empty room but got pulled back down by a chain too short to let me stand up.

I was in fucking handcuffs.

I tried to move my leg to one side but felt a sharp stinging pain in my right thigh.

I winced and looked at it, it was covered in a bandage and there was a big circle of red blotted on it.

"What the fuck." I said under my breath trying to remember what happened before I passed out.

I only remember going to the park after I walked shane home.

Oh shit.

I'm fucking kidnapped.

I started panicking until I realized that would be what the kidnapper wants for me to be scared. They weren't in the room but still.

I decided to just yell. "LET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE YOU BASTARD." I heard my own voice echo back to me in the plain empty room.

"HELLOOOOOOO????" I continued yelling "COME ON DOWN DIPSHIT" right when I said that I heard the doors open of the storm shelter and steps coming down.

They looked at me and glared "what the fuck did you call me?" He asked.

"Are you fucking DEAF? I CALLED YOU DIPSHIT DUMBASS." I snapped back at him

By now they were standing directly in front of me. Looking down at me with something still covering their face.

"Even with a mask on your still ugly as shit" I said to them, he didn't like that. He threw a right hook straight on my cheek.

"OW???" I yelled at him, clenching my now bloody nose.

"I'm leaving for a while. If you try to go anywhere your fucking dead" he said pointing at me before walking away.

Once the doors closed I waited a while and faintly heard driving.

"Don't leave my ass." I said getting the handcuff in front of me.

The only way I would be able to get these undone would be to break my thumbs to slide them off. Why the fuck did I have to get kidnapped.

Now that I think of it. I don't know why, or who had taken me. But my biggest concern is getting the hell out of here.

There was a pole right in front of me, what I would have to do is bend my thumb back enough for it to break and slide off the one huff and use my free and to undo the chain that for some reason he just tied around something really tightly with no lock.

"Fucking dumbass" I said under my breath.

I turned pack to the pole. Mentally preparing myself the shit amount of pain this will be.

I put the tip of my left thumb on the pole and started pushing forward as hard as I could push it.

I knew that I couldn't stop pushing it back so I rolled up my shirt with my other hand and stuffed it in my mouth, bitting down in it, feeling the tears pool in my eyes.

I heard it crack and I turned to look at it, a sight I wish I didn't have it see right now.

I was still sobbing in pain when I was sliding off the one cuff. I undid the chain from the other pole, which took me a while. And started limping up the steps, still having handcuffs dangling off one hand and a broken thumb on the other.