Saving Aliyah (editing)

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-Aliyah Cameron-

*TW*

I felt like I've been here for years. I don't know if I'll make it out.

The door opens. And he walks in, with a plate of food. "Since you weren't being such a bitch these past few days, here" he sets the plate down.

My eyes flicker down to the knife on the plate. Bingo. He unties me. And walks out locking the door. Fucking idiot.

I grab the knife and tuck it under the pillow. Don't eat the food. I then made it look like I ate by pushing the food around and making it look smaller.

He walks down later. With ropes. He ties them back to the bed, please don't find the knife. He walks away with just the plate. Without finding the knife. Thank god.

I wait to make sure he's away. I move closer to the pillow and try and grab the knife.

"Come on...please." I shuffle my hands around until I feel the knife.

I try my best cutting the rope looking back at the door every now and then making sure he's not coming back.

One wrist free. I turned towards my other hand cutting through the rope.

My hands where free. I quickly got off the bed. And search around for where my phone is.

I need to let Alastair know I'm okay.

I found my phone and tuck it into the pocket. I run to the door and try and pick the lock. It took some time but I eventually got it.

I quietly make my way upstairs. "And where do you think your going." His voice stops me.

I freeze i turn around quickly and point the knife at him "don't you dare come closer." I say staring at him.

He chuckles "oh come on Aliyah. We both know your to weak to kill someone." He mocks me "considering your past."

I step towards him. He steps back. "Don't you dare use what I went through against me. You were part of the problem." My voice was laced with venom.

"My past doesn't make me weak. No it made me strong, stronger then you'll ever be." I glare at him.

He takes a step forward he forcefully grabs my wrist. "Your pissing me off Aliyah."

I don't answer him, I'm not gonna give him what he wants. I played his games. But now it's time to play mine.

He pushes me the ground and I drop the knife, I back away from him putting as much distance as I can between us.

He yanks me back by my ankles his face is close to mine "I knew I should've killed you the first day" he says. I spit in his face.

"Get the fuck off of me." I say trying to push him off. He pins my arms above my head and holds the knife to my neck. "This'll be fun." He says.

Blood runs down my nose. I won't give him the satisfaction thinking he'll win. I'm not doing that anymore.

I knee him in the dick and he drops the knife. I let out a shaky breath, grabbing the knife and stand up.

"I'm done with letting you think you can win Elliot." I stare down at him.

I'm breathing heavily, "you'll always be weak Aliyah, and your past didn't make you strong. It just makes you weaker." He spits.

I grip the knife harder, he slowly gets up. I point the knife to his chest. "I'm not afraid anymore Elliot." I say.

He chuckles "sure you aren't that's why your on the verge of crying." He was right I was in the verge of crying.