Restrained

Ivy

I hear people talking in another language, I can't make out a single word they're saying. I try to open my eyes, but they're too heavy to lift. I move my arms to wipe my eyes, but they fall back down to my sides, hitting the ground. Hot calloused hands wrap around my ankles and I start to get dragged across the sand. I feel the cool sand sliding up into my dress. I can't move a single muscle. I think I'm dreaming. Isn't this what a dream feels like?

I can't open my eyes to wake up. I feel another pair of hands go to my waist, and another pair to my shoulders. I get lifted into the air and my head falls back. A hand catches my head and lifts it back up. I feel a hand run up one of my legs. No, wake up. It drags higher. WAKE UP!

I hear someone snap a word and the hand leaves my thigh. You think of all the crazy things that happened so far, that I would get a decent dream. I feel my body shift in their hands and I feel something soft under my body. The hands release me, as I hear footsteps fade away.

My heart accelerates as if I'm about to get murdered. I don't think anything bad will happen, but my heart doesn't think so. It's racing as I take in a shallow breath, afraid if I don't slow my heart, the touchy people will come back.

I continue taking in my breaths, slowing my heart rate. I try not to think of the things that could happen to me right now, so I focus on my breathing. After I get control of myself, I try to focus on moving my body. I start at my toes and make my way up to my eyes. I crack my eyes open, and look around me. It's too dark to tell, but it looks like there's thick chains lining the walls. There's what looks like chains on everything. On the wall, the floors, on what looks like chairs. I lift up my hands to try to sit up, but there's something holding me in place. There is no way that this is a dream.

My eyelids droop with heaviness again. Someone must have drugged me. It takes too much effort to move my body, and I feel really tired, yet my mind is awake and is filling my mind with endless possibilities. I don't know who or even what, but my heart thinks something bad is going to happen. My eyes unwillingly shut, and I lose consciousness.

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My hands are hung above my head as the cold air blows across my exposed stomach. I shiver and crack my eyes open, unable to lift my head and look around. I'm too weak to move. My hands are in chains above my head to the wall. My toes barely graze the cold ground beneath me. I hear footsteps come closer to me.

A cold hand goes under my chin, lifting my head up. Before me, I see a man in a black cloak, his face is dirty, and he smiles a dangerous smile at me. He whispers something in another language, but it still sounds scary. He throws me that dangerous smile, making my heart race again. He drops my chin, my head falls back down, too weak to lift it back up, hearing the man's footsteps fade away into the darkness. After a while, my eyes drooped close and I lost consciousness.

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"Ivy!" A voice whispers to me.

Hands shake my shoulders, I try to open my eyes but they're too tired.

"Ivy! Ugh, Ivy I should have known something was going to happen." The voice says, taking me from the chains. My body falls to the floor as a strong pair of arms wrap around me. "Oh, Ivy. What have they done to you?"

My body is lifted into the air in this man's strong arms. His voice sounds familiar but I can't quite put my finger on who it is, but his arms are warm and I'm freezing. I let my mind fall asleep.

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I groan and open my eyes and see the familiar cave above me. That was a crazy dream. I shift under the cold cave floor beneath me, and sit up. Something falls from my shoulders and I look down. Maz's jacket. I look down at my bare stomach and the night before slams into my head and I gasp. That wasn't a dream. How-