Chloe's P.O.V.
I don't know how long I have been here but I think it has been about two weeks. I barley eat and I have bruises running down my body plus I think my ribs are broken. I lift up and my wrists and ankles are bruised from the locks around then and I have a migraine. I don't know why I am here and I really just want to go home because I can't handle anymore...I'm going to die.
The door above opens and I hear footsteps come down and one of the guys lays a tray of food down in front of me and I thank him quietly before eating or trying to eat. Why did they even take me? All I know is that there are two guys and this one has long hair. I look up at him and he sighs.
Him: Don't look at me!
Me: But I...
I don't even get to finish my sentence before his fist connects with my jaw and a squeal from the pain. I look down at the ground before he walks away and I start to eat again. My body is cold since I only have my bra and panties on but I feel gross because I started my period and I have blood all down my legs. You would at least think they would give me a tampon or something. I look at the blood and my head gets very painful. I look around and I hear the door open again.
A female with a bag and a mask on comes down and I am confused at first. She doesn't talk to me but all she does is pulls a bucket of hot water over and she slides my panties down. She cleans me with a sponge and she gives me a clean pair of underwear with a pad in it. I almost smile at her kind gesture and then she disappears. I need to get out of here.
An idea pops into my head and I look over at my fork. I grab it and slide it up under me and I sigh. They will probably be down later to check on me so I will wait. Now is my chance to leave.
A few hours go by and the two guys come down to check on me and I act asleep. Once they go back up, I grab the fork and I unlock the chains. I quietly walk up the stairs holding my side and I am glad to find that the door is unlocked. I walk into a room but I end up tripping over something and making it fall on the ground. I see a light come on from upstairs and I panick. I see a closet and I slide in before someone rushes downstairs and I hear them walking around. I cover my mouth with my hand.
I hear more footsteps and then I hear...
Someone: Fuck!
Someone: What man!
Someone: She's gone.
Someone: What do you mean gone?
Someone: She's not down there!
I hear them put shoes on and the walk up to the door right beside me.
Someone: Harry what's the code?
Harry!
Harry: 102101
I hear a click and the front door opens and then closes. How could Harry do this to me? I thought he loved me. I wait a few minutes before creeping out the door and my fingers hover over the numbers. I type in the numbers and the door clicks open.
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Sorry that I haven't written in awhile but I promise that I have a lot of ideas for this story so keep reading and voting. Love Jada
