The Girl Who Had Wings

Chapter 18

Max's P.O.V.

As the whip came down on my back, I can't help but flinch at the touch. Even though this has happened many times it still hurt. I can feel the leather of the whip against my back creating gashes crisscrossing over all of the other scars marking my back.
Each time the whip comes down I can hear Grace gasping at how hard my father is swinging. Throughout the repeat experience all I can think of is Grace. How she must be sitting there, chained to the wall, watching me be tortured for my father's pleasure and how tears are probably pooling in her beautiful brown eyes.

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After what seems like forever the whipping stops and before I know it I'm being flung to the wall. I hit the wall and fall down to the floor while feeling my wrists being re-handcuffed. I manage to open my eyes to see my father walking over to Grace who is curled up in a ball.
From the sounds of it, it sounds like Grace has been crying because I can hear her sniffling even though I can't see her face. As my father reaches her, his hand shoots out and grabs her injured wing.
Her head shoots up and another yelp escapes her before a fresh wave of tears comes rushing out at the sudden pain. He unlocks her wrists and grabs her, forcing her out the door ignoring my yelled protests. Right before I pass out all I can think of is what will happen to her.
"Wait...Grace..."

Grace's P.O.V.

      As I was being dragged out I almost blacked out because of the pain. Instead of getting better in my time here, my wing got worse. Behind me I could hear Max fighting his restraints as I disappeared.
       Max's father closes the heavy metal door behind us and momentarily drops me to the ground. I see him fish around in his pockets before retrieving a dirty rag that looks like it's been tied in knots multiple times. He reaches towards me with the rag that I now see as a gag and ties it around my mouth.
      "Hey you can't do that—," I manage to get out before the gag cuts off the rest of my sentence. "Mhm mhhm mhmhm mhm mmm."
      "Oh what was that little girl, I couldn't hear you through the gag around you mouth," he says before laughing like a hyena. I shoot him a glare knowing my attempts would fail.
      When his laughter dies down he reaches down and grabs me again. As he drags me down the damp, dirt ridden hall towards a stair well. I assume he'll let me stand up to walk up the stairs but I'm wrong again. He drags me right up the stairs and I have to struggle to find my way to my feet but not before ripping my jeans at the knee and getting a cut across my left wrist.
Stumbling up the stairs and being half dragged, we reach the top and a dark hallway with a lone door at the end. Once again, I'm dragged to the one door and shoved outside.
As soon as I hit the ground I realized it snowed while Max and I were stuck down there. I heard the door slam behind me and I ripped the disgusting gag out of my mouth. I start looking around at my surroundings and I realize that thankfully I'm still in the woods. I get up and just start to walk straight, hoping that I'll come across something familiar.
After about fifteen minutes I come across the place where Max's father came at us. I look around to see what happened after I blacked out but the snow covered everything from that day.
      Since I know where I am I figure I'll take a break to clean the cut on my wrist, so I sit down on a near by tree stump. Once settled down on the stump, I reach towards the ground to grab a fistful of snow, putting the now melting ice on my cut wrist. At first it stings but after getting used to it I'm able to relax and go over the situation at hand.
      So Max is still being held captive by his father, he has many deep gashes from whipping and multiple scars on his back, my left wing is broken, I have a cut on my left wrist, and we have probably been there for longer than we thought. We thought we had been there for a day but it seems that we've been stuck in that tiny room for two to three days at the most but defiantly more than one day.
      After ten minutes of sitting there, I decided I need to go home as soon as I can, so I make sure my jacket is covering my wings. Standing up, I start to run back towards the direction of my platform.
      A few minutes later I reach it and turn in the direction of my house, sprinting to get there faster. When my house comes into sight I start sprinting even faster, not sure if I'll be able to remain standing in the house after this.
      Reaching the house, I yank open the back door, barreling into the back of the living room. Luckily I didn't have to search the house for my mom because she was already sitting on the couch, just staring at the wall.
      "Mom." She looks in my direction at the sound of my voice with a shocked look on her face. It only takes her a few seconds for her to spring up from her sitting position on the couch to wrap me in a hug.
"Oh Grace, your home. Where were you," she asks worriedly.
"Mom. Can you loosen your grip just a tiny bit it's starting to hurt my injury." At that she looks up at me with an expression of horror on her face.
"What injury Grace?" It was then I remembered that I still hadn't found a good time to tell her about, well, my wings. Now seemed like a great time to tell her.
"Well, it's a long story but, I have wings," and I proceeded to tell her the whole story.

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Once I finished, she looked at me in wonder and I took of my jacket to show her my wings and the broken bone as well. She looks me up and down before taking me into an embrace. I sink into the hug and for a minute I could finally stop worrying about what would come next.

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