*Ivy*
I can't physically cry anymore. What's happened to me? It's been a month now, this is shit. It's all my fault and I know it. I know everyone's given up on me. I know I shouldn't have left. I fear I'm going insane.
I've already given up. The scars on my arm say it all. I never thought I'd be in this situation. Any chance I get, I'm killing myself, I can't take this another day.
The silence and darkness of the room overtakes my senses.
Without expectation, Kian comes into the room. "Corey's planning on killing ya," he said. Usually I'd cry at this, but for some reason my eyes lit up with joy. I'm sure death is better than this.
"Really?" I said this in a positive way, almost like it was too good to be true.
"Don't sound excited abou' it."
"Why does he want to kill me?" I inquired, trying to make convocation.
"He doesn't really like you. He didn't know you were fourteen and now he's panicking. He thinks the police coming over was a sign that you need to go."
"Why can't you just let me go home then? I won't tell I promise. Just let me go. I'm so close to giving up on life," I said.
"How do I know you won't snitch?"
"I won't, I promise. Please let me go."
He shook his head. I felt like screaming and ripping him apart, but I kept my rage in.
I tucked my head into my knees. I can't do this shit anymore.
"You're going insane," Kian said to me, like it wasn't obvious. Day by day, night by night.
"I know. Because you bitches fucking kidnapped me. I don't even know what you want with me. You gonna keep me in here and wait for me to die?"
Kian nodded. What?
"Really?" This time it wasn't in a pleasant tone.
Kian stuttered. "Remember on the first day when we got you to deliver that dead body to that families house?"
My heart suddenly fell out of my chest. I already knew what he was gonna say.
"That's what he wants to do to you. He does it with everyone. He's genuinely mental. He either kills them it waits for them to die, then ships their body off in a bag to their family. I hate doing it."
I had so many questions I didn't wanna know the answer to. I had a weird feeling in my stomach that I've never felt before. I feel so itchy everywhere. I could barely get a breath out.
"I'm not gonna die."
"Shut the fuck up. You're gonna die anyways so deal with it." Kian's not usually like this. I thought he was a silent assassin at first but he's quite nice.
The thing is though, he's right. I'm gonna die here anyway, unless I find a way to escape. I need to stop feeling sorry for myself and get out of this shit hole.
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Good Girl
Mystery / Thriller'We live on a safe street, I never imagined this,' 14-year old Ivy's parents have been arguing all night, she's had enough of this and decides to run away. She starts to hear voices as she follows them and gets kidnapped. She slowly goes insane as s...
