Escapism

chapter 1

First person pov:

Bang. Bang. The gates of the prison house trembled violently as someone pounded on  them, shaking Anita and Anishia out of their miserable reminiscence. "Anishia! Get out you filthy whore!", a giant voice boomed at the gate. "Well, Aniee, Hezra thinks my storytelling is done for today." Anishia said as she stared at the grimy floor where she sat, covered in blood,sweat and tears ( a/n where my BTS fans at ) . It had been two days she had been kept in the cell, starving but she  refuse to share Anita's frugal meals. "Thank you for listening to me.", she continued. Anita stared at her wide eyed and at loss for words. "It's been so long since someone listened to my side of the story", Anishia continued sadly as she slowly stood up from the floor and walked slowly towards the gates of their extremely tiny, dirty and dark prison cell.

"Till I see you again, Aniee. You can judge judge me, you know." Amita found her voice, "J-Judge you?!!", she croaked. "I would never judge someone as strong as u ,I never knew someone could go through so much pain in one lifetime, and you're barely nineteen,", she said as she broke into quiet sobs. "It's okay Aniee. It's my story. I should be the one in tears ". "No, I'm so sorry", Anita  continued crying, "No one should go through something like this."

Anishia turned around and stared at her best  friend sadly, "I'll continue the story, the next time we meet. How I got to this miserable place and stuff". Bang. The gates shook the cell again. "Do not waste my time, animal", Hezra's loud voice boomed in anger. Anishia arranged her clothes - though she would not call it a proper wearable material, as it was a little sackcloth dress and a belt that she was forced to wear. She walked quickly to the gate and stepped out into the little passage to the main gates. There were no guards in the passage as the whole prison house was regarded almost like hell . Anishia prepared herself for the worst as she got to the gates and they were opened for her.

"Little piece of shitty slut!", the man Deep and demanding voice , Hezra, spat, roughly at Anishia. He grabbed her roughly by her shoulders, and yanked her out of the prison into the bright blazing sun. Anishia took in the good smell of grass and the feeling of fresh air she hadn't felt in days. "I hope your few days in hell has taught you how to keep your mouth shut and your ass where it's supposed to be", he grinned at her.

Anishia looked around her. Nothing had changed. The prison house was, like he said, hell, and the rest of the master's house, heaven. It was clean and beautiful. It had everything good thing she had ever known. The only downside was that  the house, and all the master's business, was run by hundreds of slaves, who were maltreated and abused.

Anishia had never really met the master. All she knew about the authority, was the head of slaves, Hezra, who was as horrible as horrible could be.

"You know better than that loser", Anishia retorted scornfully, "Didn't your mother ever teach you how to treat women right?", she sneered at him. "Oh, that's right! You killed your mother!", Anishia mocked him. Hezra roared in anger and swung his fist towards her face. Hezra had killed his mother in a fit of rage when he tried to beat up Anishia in the past and she helped her .

Anishia dodged the almost fatal blow and began running towards the door of the main house. Hezra screamed out in frustration. He ran after her and soon caught up with her as she was weak and injured it was hard for her to run . He grabbed her by her throat and squeezed tightly. His eyes were bloody and red. "Do you think you are so smart?! You're just a silly little slave. You think you are so strong, eh?", he yelled in her face with  a breathe that stunk  as she struggled to breath. "I know how to get to you." he whispered in her ear as he let go. She dropped to the floor, gasping for breath. "You want to escape so bad, right?", he said with a smirk on his face. "I know what to do to u . I know about your little friend in the jail. If you try to escape again, I'm gonna kill her."

Anishia glared at him as she coughed violently. "You can't do anything, Hezra. You're just all bark and no bite ", she said. Hezra scoffed. "You know what, you're right. I hate you. I don't need to wait for you to try and escape anymore. Anita's of no use to me. I might as well kill her already," Hezra said with a sick smile on his face and started his horror filled laughter . "Guards, prepare the gallows.", he said to nearby guards as he stopped his creepy hysterics.

Anishia froze in horror, as fear and terror filled her. "What do you mean?", she screamed after him as he made his way to the prison. "You can't do that! The master won't let you!", she cried. She watched him stop in his tracks when he heard that. He turned and said, "Trust me, this is not the first time a slave girl will be executed for theft.", he said to her. Anishia stared at him on the floor as she burst out in tears, "So you're gonna frame her?! What kind of beast are you? Killing an innocent girl for what? Pleasure?", she cried in anger. He ignored her and continued. "Thank you for this opportunity, Anishia. One less liability. Tomorrow at dawn, the little pest will be dead. I am not a beast as you say am worst .but i will let you say your final goodbyes." He left her sobbing, as he ordered the guards to get Anita out of the cell and to prepare her for the gallows.

Hello lovelies don't worry Anita won't die author nim will never let that happen but alas 🤧sorry for not updating ur author is very lazy 🦥 I have to write myself and it's work 😭 I have the ideas it's just that am so darn lazy till my next update hoes 🤧