Can We Be Fixed?

Chapter 13- Runaway

I forced myself up from the floor of the cell and looked around for any possible escape route,

I couldn't stay here any longer, Tom was going to get bored of me soon and kill me

His punishments were getting harder and sometimes my body couldn't handle them and I passed out

My jeans were so thin and dirty I was surprised they were still hanging on and my jumper was ripped to shreds all over the floor

as I rose from the floor my jeans rose up my thighs exposing a extremely raised, red and bruised skin with a sentence on my leg that you couldn't miss

I WILL FOLLOW THE RULES was carved deep into my thighs, Tom made sure to open up the scar when I was punished, and cut it deeper and deeper each time, the words were not big but they were deep

He said he wanted me to have it forever to remember him

there were other words carved onto my dirty skin, some were to vile to say but the one Tom carved was the deepest one and was going to scar forever if he even let it heal

I needed to leave this place but the last time I did Tom almost killed me

*Flashback*

I ran out of the cell as soon as Tom had turned his back and ran as fast as I could with my injuries up the steps and into the hallway,

Freedom was so so so close, I could feel the breeze on my skin

Until I heard a noise like a whistle, something flew through the air, I turned around and as I did a small knife jammed into my leg

I fell down screaming as blood poured out of my leg just a little under my knee

In a matter of minutes I was lying in a pool of deep red blood as I begged Tom to kill me as I was in too much pain, He gave me a pitying look and threw a knife down on the floor next to him and said

"Come get it"

He just stood by the door smiling and watching me scream in agony as my leg kept bleeding while I tried to drag myself across the hallway to grab the knife

I raised a bloody hand to grab the knife but he kicked it away and began kicking my almost lifeless body

"Not yet" He whispered "I am not letting you go that easily"

I passed out after that and I don't what happened next but what I do know is I woke up in my cell 2 days later with my leg bandaged and stitched up

*End of flashback*

I gasp and shoot up trying to calm my breathing as I felt it was getting harder to breathe, my head was ringing and everything was blurry

I rock myself in a ball as the feeling subsided after a while 

I needed to leave this place and I knew exactly how

I began screaming on the top of my lungs 

"SOMEBODY HELP ME PLEASE" I needed to break some rules first

and after a minute Tom came in grinning 

"I thought we went over this you brat, what is rule number 2 ?"

I already knew this off by heart "No speaking unless your allowed"

"Good and what happens if you do break a rule"

"I will be punished"

I look him straight in the eyes 

And he glares at me before shoving me against the wall "I am going to go get some of our friends, were going to make sure you won't fucking move again"