Ugh fuck. We're trapped. Elis got thrown here right after I did. He's right next to me. The man is sleeping.
"I'm so sorry. I never meant for this to happen." I whisper.
"Not your fault. Don't worry about it kid."
"I promise I'm gonna get us out of here."
"No you're not. You're gonna sit here with me, take your punishment and then we're gonna go back upstairs and pretend we live a normal life. Got it?"
"No. Fuck that. I'm not turning a blind eye to this."
"Then you're as good as dead kid."
"Then so be it. I'd rather die trying then suffer living." He ignored that sentence. But I didn't care. If he didn't wanna get out of here, whatever.
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The man grunts one final time and throws Elis on the ground. He's sick. He's twisted. This place is fucking insane. This isn't real. This can't be real. I'm silently crying, hoping and praying that I'm not next and that Elis is okay.
"You're in luck girl. But don't worry, you'll get your share tomorrow sweet cheeks." He says in my ear and gropes below the belt. God, make it stop. This is not way to fucking live. Then he goes off into the darkness. I'm assuming he's going to bed. I'm just gonna wait a few hours until he's fully sleeping. And I'm gonna try to make a break for it.
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Escape
Action"I really have to get out of here. let me go home." "Oh, Lucid, hunny.. this is your home now. I'm sorry."
