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THIRTY TWO

MISERY

Irish

I had a dream, I saw mommy and Papa together holding their hands with each other. They come approached, mommy's face was too bright for me to see her features. But Papa didn't, he's smiling at me while spreading his arm and I ran towards them. My heavy breath catching and tears fill up my eyes, they are so close to hold, yet I couldn't move to reach them.

My feet felt so heavy to even take a small step. I lean my hand to reach Papa but they became too far away now, shouting my name and I scream my heart out begging for them to come back and just take me.

But then someone from behind me touches my shoulder gently and I look back to the person. A beautiful woman with long wavy hair. She smile at me. I recognize her. She's also someone I wanted to be next to me at this moment.

"Baby, are you crying?" She said with angelic voice. To begin with, I cry more that I should and my chest felt extreme pain when I can't barely stand on my feet, but she hold me.

"Help me get out, this is hurt." I tell her miserably with my voice cracks. I hold onto her arms for support.

"Patience, my love, I'm coming to get you." She caress my hair lovingly and I stare at her with hope.

"I promise I will save you, I will keep you save."

Her voice slowly gone, vanished, leaving me in a dark room once again. When I close my eyes and open it again, I still in the same room with no light, darkness surrounding me, smells of blood and urine mixed together. And I realized my dream is over. This is reality. I'm alone again.

It's been two days since I've been tied up with no food entering my body, not even a single drop of mercy from the water. My neck sore, my hands numb, and my stomach screams to be filled. I'm exhausted from too much crying, I maybe wounded somewhere in my body that I smelled blood, which is from me.

If I can cry, maybe I can drink my own tears, it's salty water produce by tear gland somewhere in the eye anatomy. So I begin with remembering how I get here. How I screams for Peanut to save me. I saw her running on the streets, chasing the car that used for my abduction.

The betrayal Prudence made.

I should have listened to her. I should have let her bring me back home, this all will never happen.

The purpose of my kidnapping is obvious. I'm old enough to understand what my father do for living, he was involved with criminal activity. I maybe a child but I heard him and I process whatever I hear and my brain knew something wasn't right. Seven years old is enough.

Even though, my father try to make it all right. He was a good guy before, and he will always be no matter much messed up he was in the past.

That works, I cry and now tears formed my eyes and roll down to my cheek. That's where I try to reach the drop of salty water with my lips. This will not help but at least I know my sense of taste still works.

As my stomach start to hurt, the door is open in a loud thud, the tall man silhouette standing by the door frame, he's not moving the light from the open door blinding me and I have to closed my eyes. And then I heard his heels hit the floor whenever he take steps closer.

I fear him, no one has even seen me for two days since I being kept here. He was the first. They totally forgot they had me hostage. That's the comedy to entertain myself from this misery.

He came approached to my relief he brings nothing that used to beat me like before. It was a tray, I can smell waffles, a familiar one. Which makes me feel relief yet scare.