Drifting in and out of conciousness is the only way to pass the time. It feels like years since Xavier was here,Since I had any human contact. Even though I want to kill him I really wish he was here, Just someone to talk to. To hear the sound of someone elses breathing. The faint thump of a heartbeat. Bodyheat. Another living being. The smell of grass and fresh air, Warm sunshine. Anything but this room. This ice cold room. Here there was nothing but dead silence. A weak heartbeat and the smell of dirt and cold sweats. According to the bruises on my stomach it has been days since Xavier was here. The once deep purple bruises on my stomach were starting to turn yellow. I cant remember the last time I ate anything. My arms and legs are so cramped I cannot move them anymore and my wrists are bloody and bruised from desperate attempts to escape. I have given up hope that I will ever get out of here by myself. As I close my eyes again I feel deaths icy grip on my throat and I hold my breath. I dont want to live like this. I dont want to give him the satisfaction of killing me and I dont want to wait for him to do it himself.
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You Saved Me
Mystery / ThrillerCould a stranger save your life while risking their own. Could someone who knows nothing about you fight and bleed for you. Was it love at first sight?
