Caged

Gracelyn

My life has been filled with its typical ups and downs, excitements and fears, and its fair share of accomplishments and failures. I come from a world that I did not want to be a part of, but looking back on it now, I feel that the events I experienced in my past have shaped me into who I am today.

" Gracelyn, let's go" i hear Jenna calling from downstairs.

We are going to an evening fair. It may seem childish but i don't care. She doesn't either.

I slip into my hoodie and skirts and a black ankle length boots. Letting my hair fall loose on my back. I have a long hair. Brunette, smooth. I rush downstairs.

Seeing Jenna at the front door. She smiled at me and we got outside and hopped in her Audi TT.

" We can get fast food you know, I'm hungry" She said. I nodded and grabbed my phone from my small bag. Ive received a text from Michael 5minutes ago.
Michael: Where the Fuck are you, i swear if i get my hands on you.
Michael: Gracelyn Monroe Ashington!

This fucker is just so annoying. He is my ex, he's abusive, mean, possessive. Just Toxic. He hit me just because i want to keep my virginity. He's still worrying me. Im just going to kill him one-day. He makes my life miserable.
I stare out the window.

After a 20minutes, we were at the fair. Vibrant colours, disco lights, people roaming here and there. I grabbed Jenna's hand as we got out of the car and walked straight to the reception gate. We met a blonde man. He will be in his fifty's, he greeted us with a smile and he asked for our tickets.

We gave it out to me. He continued to stare at us sheepishly. " You can walk straight and to the centre, grab a skating boots and turn to your left" he said. " Okay, thanks" we walked away.
" Gracelyn, we can watch the kids play, and reduce some stress, i wrote my application letter to the architecture company. I'm just waiting. I'm getting nervous every single second, to my observation, the boss is strict. I hope he doesn't make my first day worse than i was expecting" she said, tucking her blind her behind her ears.

" You will be fine, Jenna. You can tell me anything bordering you, i will be home this Saturday" i say. She smiled and nod. We sat down at the bench, we talked, got gotten candy, fast food, Had fun with bubble machine gun, Had fun on the ferris wheel.

When i checked my smart watch it was 9:32pm. I went to grab my bag from the bench in the corner. It was kinda dark there. My steps on the ground, i grabbed my bag.

I looked down to see a shadow. A human shadow. I became stiff, my body shivering. The person mediately wrapped hands around my face. I become dizzy then blacked out...
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I rolled to my side and the floor underneath my body was cold, i tried to process what was happening. I opened my eyes and i found my self in the dark room with a small window.

My stomach retched, my throat dry, had I got myself into this mess? A distant thud echoed across the cold, hard floor, ricocheting into my ear.

Someone was coming. With a slow dawn I remembered. Had I slipped or had he hit me with something? My tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth as I relived the figure advancing towards me.

It was dark. The street light that shone from. My head ached as I struggled to assess my surroundings. Stamp. Stomp. Scuff.

The torture was unbearable. I blocked the harrowing thoughts of my oncoming captor, and tried to construct a plan.

I peered around the eerie room. Dust dulled each and every ornament, just adding to the clutter in the already paltry squalor.

The lighting was poor, the only light came from the rotting window at the other side of the room. Suddenly my mind raced? A window! I prepared to make a run for it. I pulled myself off the ground and began to stand.

If only I could get to the window I could make my escape. OUCH! My leg crippled with pain. I tried to shuffle my way to the window, but it was excruciating.

Tears trickled down my face. I tried to blink it away but it just flowed. I tuck my hair behind my ears. There's no way i can escape. Maybe i should just stay here till i die.

I'm tired. From everything. From Michael. From life.
Maybe they can just kill me.
I crawled back to the corner of the room. I sat there, kept my knees to my chest. Cried.

I needed something to hold onto. I scratched my fingers on the floor. Sobbed more. I said silent prayers. Looked at the room and i was losing hope. I heard the door squeak open. I raised my head to see someone standing at the door.

My heart beated. It was a male. He walked closer, i continued to sob. I now have a clear view of his face. He had brown hair, falling on his forehead. He had blue eyes. A shaved beard. Sharp jawline. This Man is the epitome of handsomeness.

I care less.
"W-who are you, w-why I'm i here. Please let me go" i stuttered. He stared down at me. Keeping his hands in his pockets. He had a blue hoody on and sweatpants.

What we girls love. " You are because i wanted you to, Mi reina. You are mine from now onwards" He said. His voice was so deep. He's Spanish. I'm not anyone's.

" No, no please let me go" i cried as I plead. I shivered when he yanked me up. His touch was warm. I grip wasn't that tight. I struggled to stand. He looked me in the eyes and smirked.

" No, no you have nowhere to go. That'd be last thing u wanna do" he said. " Mi reina. I can save you from everything. Everyone. Michael. Just be mine and let me do what ever i want with you" he says.

How did he know Michael. How did he even know what he did. " H-how did you know, how can I trust you to save me" i asked sniffing.

" I know a lot, I've known that prick ever since i tried to know u more. I swear that he's going to regret laying his hands on you.

And listen. I will kill anyone who tries to take u from me. Get between us. Or lastly, help you escape. I'll make you bury their body in my graveyard, Gracelyn"

He says as he mentions my name. " Now say you are mine" he moves his hands to my neck. I shake my head. " Hell, no. Im not" i said with a little courage.

I've just met this man and I'm already scared of him. " Hm. We'll see about that" and with that we drags me from the room...

Q&A
1. Do you think Gracelyn is going to accept to be his so that he can save him from Michael?

Answer in the comments.
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