Now (Fay) CHAPTER 17

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She won't stop screaming.
Every time I'm alone in this creepy room, and Mandy gets brutally pushed out off where we've been living for months now, she starts screaming.

I don't know what they do to her, or what exactly is happening to her. All I know is, that she won't tell me about it.
But I'm sure that if Mandy will not stop screaming from the top of her lungs in a matter of time, I will fucking lose my mind in here.
And I'm not ready to risk that. I will get out of her, and I'll take Mandy with me.
I already have a plan.

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Mandy is shaking in her sleep. As if even though she isn't out there anymore, she still is in her mind. It haunts her in her dreams.
I lightly shake her shoulders, towering above her.
When her eyes snap open, they widen in panic. She's already opening her mouth to scream, but I react fast enough.
My hand muffles the sound Mandy was about to shout.

"Shhh," I whisper, "it's okay. It's just me."
She relaxes under my touch when she recognizes me. I slowly put my hand away from her lips.
"What are you doing, Fay?" Mandy whispers back as soon as my hand leaves her mouth.

I take a deep breath and then, tell her what I've been scheduling to get the fuck out of her.
Her eyes widen with shock when she hears my plan. Then she slowly shakes her head.
My brows furrow in confusion at her reaction.

"We will never get out of here, Fay." her voice breaks a little. Her eyes start to water. "They will kill us if we try to escape."
"No. They wouldn't get the chance to. Because we will escape." I tell Mandy, "I will make sure of it. I promise."
"What if it doesn't work?" she argues, a tear leaving her eye.

I brush it away with my thumb. This simple act reminding me of Mason. My heart hurts at the thought of him.
"It will." I simply answer, not liking her disbelieve. But then again... I kind of get why she reacts the way she does.
She's scared. Fucking terrified for her life. And I am, too.

But I won't let them do this to us anymore. I will fight back.
And when the time comes along, and we finally get out of here- I will fucking kill them myself.

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