Chapter 2 - Fallen & Broken ⚝ Part 2 ⚝

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I define capacity as a withhold thats about to overflow, but it seemed that my lungs could not hold anymore air, but i couldn't let any out. 

"HEY!"

I froze, large, ghastly black figures approached me fast, it wasn't surrender, it was capture, torture, where was my saviour?

"HELP! PLEASE!"

"LET ME G-"

A grimy large hand swallowed my face, no amount of squirming released me from the hands of my death. 

"STOP F**KING MOVING"

I was cradled in the arms of a monster, a broken soul who had no conscious mind of what he was doing. I could feel the fire's luminous heat against my skin, the flames spiked the sky as other black figures watched my torment.

"Woah, woah what are you doing?!"

"LOOK AT US, HOW ARE WE GONNA ESCAPE WHEN SHE RUNS HOME TO HER PARENTS"

"WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO? KILL HER?!"

"..."

"STOP, YOU'RE NOT THINKING ABOUT THIS"

I felt my body being carried deeper into the darkness, through the slits of my captor's fingers i saw 3 men trailing behind us, yelling. Then from the corner of my eye i saw the picket fence fall behind us.  

Mum and dad where are you...

"STOP! STOP WHAT ARE YOU DOING"

"NO, F**KING STOP!"

I wish my heart just stopped then, because the second a fraction of my head was held over the cliff, all was lost. The screaming and yelling was blocked from my ears, as i watched a single tear drop make the fall that i was about to die too. 

"HEY!"

My captor yelped as we both fell to the ground, hands wrapped around me as i got stolen out of death's arms. My paralysed body laid there in new capture, hazel eyes looked at me with the deepest fear and worry. 

Angie...

The ressurnence didn't last a second before we both hit the ground, my head bounced off the dirt, leaving me a helpless dying soul against the last surface i thought i'd feel. There was so much to remember and scar me for the rest of my life. But all i can recall is my sister's blood-curdling screams as she was dragged away.

"NO!!" 𓆩The three men yell as they watched the moment she was gone, and him as well𓆪

I was lifted off the cold, hard ground shattered. One of the men laid me against the picket fence.

"Are-are you ok?"

All three of their heads turned as crunching of leaves and rubble made their way towards us. Two of them made their exit and ran deep into the forest at the risk of being caught, the last one did too, but before running, he turned around and with droopy, soulful eyes.

"Im so sorry"

And just like that he was gone. Two familiar faces came into view, "OH MY GOSH, JOLIE". the whole world was upside down. "JOLIE ARE YOU OK, CAN YOU HEAR ME, WHERE'S YOUR SISTER!?"

"Over The Fence"

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