Lost revenge

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*Zachary's POV

As I stared into her eyes a thick arm wrapped around my neck and a hand the size of a ham held a knife to my throat.

I struggled uselessly against the monster behind me.

Until my father finally rounded the corner I had just passed, seeing me restrained by his 'slave jockey' he bark an order at the meatlug behind me.

Instantly he let go and I stumbled forward into the slave girl.

Her eyes widened as my bulk fell against her crashing us both into the cement wall behind her.

I steady myself and grab her hand pulling her into my arms.

My father sees this and says nothing, he just motions us to follow him to the tunnel back up.

Hope fills the slave girl's eyes as we make our ascent to the world above.

A small light appears above us as my father starts opening the door of the shed.

The light catches her light brown hair and reflects off of her brown eyes making her look even more beutiful than before.

When we reach the surface my father is standing by his car waiting, when he sees us emerge he yells " Son, my lunch hour is over. I'll be heading back now, see you again sometime."

" Goodbye father." I respond in a flat tone.

Fear now replaces the hope in the girl's eyes.

Fear? Fear for what? My father? Me?...