Barely Breathing

Chapter 7

NOTE: NOT EDITED
Is anyone still interested in my story? I'm sorry that its been going downhill after chapter three, but I didn't think the first chapters would get any views! So I wanted to post everyday, hoping you guys would read everyday! I hope you are still reading with me! (Message me if you have any ideas about what Megan should face in the chapters to come.)

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*MEGAN'S P. O.V*
When I woke up, I could still feel Dan laying down beside me. I have never felt a connection with anyone like this before. Ironic, but even though they just kidnapped me. I trust the blond one more than the others. I felt, young again with Dan. Just the way he talks to me, makes me feel like an actual human being. His voice, its so soft but deep, and so soothing to listen to.
What was I talkin about?
This feeling that I felt towards Dan, was just, strange.
'Just forget about it, this feeling, you don't want it to control you.' I thought.

I turned around to be face to face with him, but it wasnt Dan. One of the other boys from the car was now laying in bed with me. I stretched, yawned, then tried to escape before he noticed.
"Hey," he whispered out in his deep morning voices. I don't know why some girls think thats sexy. To me, its nothing but a voice.
"Where are you going?" he finished as he rubbed his eyes and stretched.
I didn't answer him. I didn't like him, or trust him as much as Dan.
"Oh? You won't talk to me huh?" He grabbed my arm and squeezed as hard as he could.
"It'll be easy to just snap your arm right here. Right now." he smirked.
I could feel my muscles and bones aching at a very slow pace. I have a high pain tolerence so the pain doesn't hurt right away.
"Ow," I whispered out, cletching his hand with my free one, trying to pry it off.
"Oh, now you wanna talk, hm?" He grinded his teeth together and sqeezed even harder.
"STOP!" I yelled, the pain was unbearable. You could practically hear my muscles crying out for help, the circulation in my hand was fading and turning different colors. My wrist had a gnawing, radiating pain that grew stronger and stronger with each and every second.
He took his other hand and put in next to the one that was causing me pain and joked around. He started to bend my arm a bit and made a cracking noise with his mouth.
His smirk afterwards, made you think that he was a madman. The way he looked up at me, felt like he actually wanted to snap my wrist.
I began to see black spots, the spots you see right before you pass out.
"St-stop," I studdered out. "please." I began to feel dizzy, my eyes wouldn't stay open anymore. But I didn't want to show him that he put me in a position where I was going to faint. I shut my eyes real tight and just hoped for it to stop soon.
"Oh, now your begging. When I ask you a question next time, you better answer." With that being said, he let go. I moved far away from him, making sure he wouldn't cause me any more pain.
"Now, where are you going?"
"I-I dont know. I'm actually quite hungry." I responded a bit shaky.
He smiled evily, "Well then I shou-," he got interepted by someone entering through the dirty sheet 'door'. It was George.
"Hey buddy!" he continued, jumping off the bed and placing an arm over George's shoulders.
"What's going on here Andrew?" George questioned.
"Nothing?" He tried to play dumb.
This little bastard hurts me and gets away with it? Thats bull! I thought. He shouldn't be getting away with this!
"Uh, well I'm here to take next shift with the girl, you can go play video games or something." he sternly said, giving Andrew a dirty look.
Andrew didn't speak a word and did what he was told.
"Are you okay?" He looked over at me after Andrew left through the sheets.
"Y-yeah. I'm just really hungry." I whispered. Looking down at my wrist I noticed that it was bruising up fast. I quickly wrapped my sleeve over it and put my other hand on top to make sure the cloth didn't move.
'Why are you protecting this guy Megan?'
'I went through all that pain just to hide it?'
'Come on Megan, tell him the truth.'

'What if something happens though? If I tell, he might come back to hurt me again.'
My mind raced, it argued with itself until finally I decided to keep it between me, myself, and I. Because if I say something to him, who knows. Georgie here might not be like Dan. He seems like the leader of the group, the one to punish anyone. Even if its for 'tattle-taling'.
When they found me, they killed two people before me.
'Remember that Megan' I told myself.
I could be next and wouldn't even know it? I think it would be better for me to just keep my mouth shut.
"Hello? Megan? Do you want to eat or not?" George questioned me out of my thoughts.
"Of course I do." I felt embarressed that I had ignored him.
"Stay here, I'll be back with some food."