Our Generation

Slave

AHNA'S P.OV

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Ashton carried me to the new 'home', and I have to admit that I was pissed. But after being drugged I was just too exhausted. "You asshole" I said attempting to struggle. But I stopped as I felt a sting on my cheek. "You slapped me" I gasped.

"Your not very quick are you dear" he said sarcastically. "And don't worry we'll be doing much more than that tonight". I gulped loudly. "You were my only friend" I whispered. And he loosened his grip. "But now I realize you were tricking me and your no better than a rat" I hissed as I toppled out of his arms, and onto the floor of the new house.

He immediately grabbed me roughly by my arms and threw me against the wall. He pressed his mouth against mine, but when it was Jesse I enjoyed the kiss. And that alone is hard to say. But with this I felt my body go cold. I pushed and kicked but like I said earlier I am exhausted. He finally pulled away. "What do you want" he growled. "What" I said confused. He shook my shoulders and slammed me against the wall against

"What do you WANT" he yelled.

"I.. I ..I want Jesse" I stammered. "You. Want. Jesse" "We'll listen babe your mine, forever and if I can't have you nobody will" "Wha.." But my question was cut off as he threw a door open, and pushed me down, and to my surprise I was falling down cement steps. My scream could most likely be heard for miles as I felt my whole back being ripped and torn apart.

"Shut up you little bitch" Ashton yelled down. I felt the cold damp floor beneath me, and only the dim lights allowed me to see. And something that I definitely saw was the blood stained walls. "Oh my god"

I felt like vomiting.

"Yes yes yes " I cried as I saw a sign of hope. A small window.

I tried to position myself to where I could reach it without injuring my back further. But their was no way to reach it without moving. I started to consider my options, yell up the stairs and kiss his ass, or put up with the pain and try to make my way to that window. Immediately realizing that truthfully I only had one option, I gritted my teeth and crawled to my only source of escape.

I tried to open it, but found it locked.

THREE DAYS LATER

I've been sitting here in this spot for three days, straight. My back hurts way to much to move. And I haven't eaten but to my surprise I've never been hungry. Not once. Ashton hasn't come down to check on me. I'm withering away. I can feel it grinding me down. I spent the whole time looking out the window, watching the animals. And watching the trees blow with the breeze.

It was about evening (which I could tell from the sun going down outside). When I saw something lurking. My breath caught in my throat as I saw a strange man, looking confused at the cabin. He must have not known it was here. I started to pound on the window with my fists.

I hope he could see me, the window was most likely hard to see because it was so close to the ground.

"Please, please" I sobbed. He looked down and I could see his shock and surprise, as he took in my bloody tattered appearance. He leaned down on his knees and tried to open the window. And I sobbed even harder as I heard the window actually begin to open. I was in the process of being pulled out of the window, by this stranger that could be out to kill me.

But no matter what, it would be better than rotting in that basement. I was over halfway through when the basement door opened. "SHE'S MINE" Ashton screamed. All of the being careful and trying not to hurt my back was forgotten as the man roughly pulled me from the window and on to the plush green grass.

I heard the fight and I just buried my head into the grass crying. I just want to go home. But the thing that was even worse was the eerie silence. And I knew instantly that Ashton was dead. How I knew, I'm not quite sure. "Hey" came a voice that I didn't know. So it must be the new guys.

"Are you okay" came his soft concerned voice. "My names Matt" I was finally able to see him properly and he had practically white hair that was blonde like Jesse's, but so much lighter than Jesse's. his eyes were a baby blue. And all the way around he was just a light person. His hair, eyes, complexion.

"What is this place" Matt asked.

"This is called the Sireth, where did you come from?" I questioned.

"I came from a place called the Breya" ......

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