10 - Let me go, please.

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Kamari's POV:

⚠️WARNING: Lots of cuts and blood mentioned!!⚠️

I started shuffling feeling cold and something very hard underneath me. My head is killing me and my back hurts so much. I slightly opened my eyes seeing I'm not in my bed.

My eyes felt heavy so it took me 2 minutes to adjust to the light. I looked around only to see a cage. I slowly got up and looked around again. Where am I? What is this place? I hissed in pain, my back was hurting so badly.

I looked down only to see my blue short dress in dried blood. Just then everything came back to me. I was on a date with Aaron until some mysterious men came towards us shooting constantly. We tried running but I was shot. I placed my hand on my back only to feel something warm. Are these bandages? I ask myself.

Who would take me after they shot me and covered up the wound? I tried getting up on my 2 feet but I didn't have a strong balance so I stumbled on the floor. I hissed in pain again. I feel cold and hungry. I need food and water and maybe something warm to wear will also help. Just as I tried getting up again I hear footsteps. I froze to look who it was. Who is this man?

"Well well well I see you are awake." He smirked whilst looking me up and down.

I feel disgusted.

He was around 6 foot and he seemed pretty old. He had a clean beard, light green eyes, black hair. He reminds me slightly of Aaron, but I brushed that thought away.

"Who are you and why am I here?" My voice was shaking a lot, most probably because I've been stuck here for a day already and it's so cold.

"That's none of your concern who I am. And to answer your second question, you're here because I'm keeping you hostage. I want to ruin someone's life and the only way I can do that is if I harm the person they care for. And you are one of them." He chuckled as one of his men brought him a bottle of whiskey and a small glass.

"Please let me go. I don't want to be here, I have parents and brothers who's probably worried for me." Tears started making their way out.

I looked up when I see a group of men coming inside the cage and they were holding all sorts of weapons. My eyes widened in fear and all I could do is beg for them to not hurt me. But none of begging worked.

One of the weapon was a knife and it started cutting me from my upper thigh all the way to my ankle. I screamed in pain. This hurts so much.

Another man came with another weapon and he started cutting my wrists. He went so deep that the blood even splashed on my face and dress. I cried out loud in pain and all I could hear was his laughs and his chuckles. He enjoyed seeing me in pain it was written all over his face.

After they dug so many knives in certain parts of my body one of the men made his way towards me and grabbed me harshly by my neck. He dragged me to another cage and this cage had some handcuffs attached to the ceilings. These didn't look like handcuffs but chains.

They made their way towards the chains and they chained both of my hands. As soon as they did they left and he came in. He closed the cage and made his way towards me.

"You're a pretty one." He smirked and started touching me. I could feel his hand making his way down my dress and underneath it. I stared begging for him to leave me alone but every time I begged for him to stop he would either punch me or slap me. So i gave up on begging and just cried and cried until my vision went blurry. I couldn't keep my eyes opened. Last thing I heard before I passed out was the cage being opened and closed, and then everything went black.

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