✧ 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐋𝐘𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐌𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈 (𝐀𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍) ✧
When I was six I was kidnapped and taken away from my family for seven months. Thirteen years later and I have little to no memory of who had taken me. Ever since then my father has been severely ov...
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TW - TORTURE SCENES AND GORE (NOT BETWEEN THE MEN AND BROOK)
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| Chapter 20 | Cold Stone
MY EYELIDS FEEL like weights when I come through.
Soft light filters through the slightly parted curtains. Memories from the previous night come back to me.
The cuffs, the pills, Hayden choking me, then nothing.
My head shoots up to the headboard where I was restrained last night, but to my surprise there's nothing holding me down. The thought of them being in here while I was asleep sends chills through my body.
Pushing the duvet covers off my body, I swing my legs off the side of the bed and let my feet hit the carpeted floor bellow me.
A wave of dizziness flows over my body, as I stand on my feet. Reaching my hand behind me, I placed my palm on the mattress and attempt to steady myself as I blink away the nausea that has accompanied the dizzy feeling.
What was in that pill?
Once the feeling completely fades, I decide to test my luck and make my way to the door. The likelihood of it being unlocked isn't high but who am I not to try?
'Please be unlocked, please be unlocked' I chant internally as I wrap my hand around the golden nob of the door.
With luck being in my favour for the first time since I've gotten here, the handle twists with ease.
I slowly push the large door open, and step out into the empty hallway.
.•° ✿ °•. °•. ✿ .•°
That earlier luck that I was thankful for quickly came to an end as I stare back at the keypad that controls the lock of the front door.
