Unbreakable

Second Chances

My eyes were shut closed from sleeping and a deep sleep I was in, then a thought popped up in my head. How was I going to go to the bathroom? Shit. I'm sure he wouldn't torture me that much would he? I was still awake so I took the moment to pray, Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep, if I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take. After that, I slept, very uncomfortably I might add, for the rest of the night. Matt would enter my dreams, but there were times when the baby would show and it scared me because everytime the baby did, it was dead. The body would be limp and pale, lying lifeless on the floor with me just bawling my eyes out constantly.

The dreams would last all night, until I heard a bang and shuffling feet come down the basement stairs.

"Wake up!" he barked at me. My eyes opened slightly until I saw the outline of his body standing close to me. "Now listen, I'll be having some guests over, so if you dare make one peep, both of you are dead"

"Sir yes sir" I muttered sarcastically underneath my breath with the tie in my mouth. He back-handed me and yelled, "Don't you dare talk to me that way" I didn't speak then because I was too stunned and I didn't want to get smacked again. No matter how hard I had to bite my tongue.

"Now today I will be having a teacher get-together in about 10 minutes and if you dare make one sound, that baby won't make it to the end of the nine months" he threatened me and my face went from pissed off to concerned. It might have been his child too but still, it's only a baby and I'm only at least 1 month pregnant. I needed 8 more months until I could kill that bastard. I breathed through my nose and I could smell his cologne, the sweat from my face, and the bad chemicals down here exiting from leaking faucets.

I nodded my head to his response and he nodded back, then went back up the stairs. While he was gone, I struggled to get out of the knots. They were still so strong, but that didn't stop me from trying, so I would twist and turn my wrists from the rope, but that only earned me a rope burn. That still didn't stop me. I could feel blood slowly dripping out from my wrist, but I could also feel the loosening of the rope. Yay.

I also heard the scuffling of feet from the upstairs, which signaled me that the party was starting. This is perfect, I would jump out from the secret door and then run around while everyone would arrest him and all would be good. At least, that's how it was in my head, but it could be totally different, like he pushes me back down and I starve to death. That would be sad.

I got my hands free from the ropes and then untied the bandage in my mouth, making me gasp for air. Then I wiped it on my face because I was sweating so much. Ew.

This came the hard part. Well not really so hard, but it was the leg part and in movies they always make this so difficult when it's really simple. My captor was so stupid to only tie in a bow. Wow, you'd think for a teacher he'd be a smarter villain. Guess not. But the truth is he was because that same tie was attached a giant rock hovering above me. So the more I untied, the more the rock came down. Shit.

So I leaned to the side, and untied one foot, then hopped in that same direction, leaving the boulder hovering over concrete. Then when the boulder came crashing down on the concrete, it would make a loud noise, causing the party to stop quickly and have him arrested! At least, that's how it was in my head, but then it could be completely different in real life. Watching too many movies gets to your head.

"Come on" I muttered as I was trying to untie one foot but it was being way too difficult. "Stupid rope. Whoever invented this was a real a-hole" My only light in the room was a small window with two bars on it. The window was at least 1 foot tall and 2 feet wide, so it was very somehow huge. It was my only way to breath. Plus it provided a very nice breeze once in a while. There was a bunch of random junk down here too. Like straws, hats, shoes, and even occasional jewelry. But that was all seen with one speck of light.