5 years later:
'Pain, pain is all I'm feeling right now.' Opening her eyes, Mia noticed she was chained to her bed and bare. She tried to yell, but her screams came out mumbled do to the rag in between her lips.
Hearing the door open, Mia turning her head and noticed the blurred outline of a tall figure. Fear instantly took over her, and the pain forgotten.
"Well, well, well, look at what we have here." Commented the figure, while clapping his hands at her. "How are you feeling Little Mia? Did you like your punishment from last night because I sure did! If you never had talked to that man, you would never would have been punished!"
He screamed the last part at her after slapping her bruised faced. Mia knew better than to answer Him. All she could do was stare at his blurred figure.
"I feel like having having fun with you tonight. How about we play my favorite game, Which Toy Well Make Mia Scream The Loudest! You love that game don't you?" The man asked Mia.
Mia didn't answer him back afraid to be hit. "I asked you a question b*tch and I want an answer!" The man back handed her this time, and removed the rag. Shakedly Mia answered back with a small yes.
Smiling at her, the man walked over to the other side of the room and began pushing a cart towards her. The cart was filled with different types of knives, in all shapes and sizes.
Picking up one of the knives, the man ran a finger across one of the blades, then ran the blade across his lips, while staring at Mia.( pic of knive up there )
"This is one of my favorites of them all. Just imagine the damage this can do to you." He said it so nonchalantly, like he was talking about the weather.
Slowly he started to advance her way, and all Mia can do is pray for help.
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....Gasping awake, Mia started to panic hoping the horrible memory would just go away, but she knew it wouldn't. Slowly she made her way to the restroom and took a shower, erasing all evidence of the night before.
She made her way towards her son's room and quietly opened the door. Carefully she made her way towards his bed, and gently shook him.
"Lucas, come on baby we have to go to our new house today." She whispered in his ear softly. Groaning, Lucas started to wake up. Pushing his little body to the headboard, he rubbed his eyed his fisted hands.
"Mommy?" Lucas called out to her, evidence of sleep still laced in his voice. Smiling down at him Mia responded with a hum as she cradled him in her arms.
"Why do we have to move?" Asked a now awake Lucas. Mia responded with the same answer as always, "We have to move so we can have lots of money." She knew it was a lie and hoped he never found out the real reason.
Satisfied with her answered, Lucas kicked her out of his room, telling her he didn't need help with changing, since was a big boy. Chuckling to herself, she preceding on making breakfast. She prayed that He will not find them again like it happened 2 years ago.
