Scare

Four

I blinked my eyes open. I wasn't I'm my comfy soft bed, I couldn't smell my sweet smell of flowers from my room, I didn't hear my mothers beautiful singing in the morning. Instead I was lying on this leather armchair covered in blood, I still felt the pain that engulfed my leg.

I shook my body, I was still strapped in, my wrists trickled with fresh blood, along with my ankles which stung immensely.

I couldn't do this anymore, I couldn't keep telling myself I'll be home soon, this was no fairy tale, if I want to get out if this place I've got to put in effort.

I let out a piercing scream, my veins in my neck stuck out, my throat dried up. My eyeballs popped, I pulled my body up but the straps were too tight.

I heard screeches from the door, footsteps from the stairs. I shook my body in fright. Suddenly the door peered open. My eyes fluttered.

The man stood by the door. He had a disgusting grin on his face.

"I'm a surgeon" He admitted, feeling somewhat proud.

I had to many things to say but I felt too weak to even speak, my throat was all dried up. Also I didn't want him to hurt me, either way I was gonna die in this place.

He approached me, his nasty apron wrapped around his neck. He reached into his dirty pocket and pulled out some mucky blood covered plastic gloves, he dragged them over his hands. All fingers in the wrong holes.

He then reached out a small syringe. It was empty, He lifted it in the air and stared at it then stabbing it into his wrist. I hoped he had stabbed a vein and killed himself.

The man didn't look in pain or anything. He flung out the syringe, it was filled with blood. His wrist dribbled with blood but he was oblivious.

Then he began looking at my wrist, he ran his finger down my arm reaching my wrist. I could tell he was going to hurt me with his needle, I hoped the needle hit my vein, to kill me.

He swung his arm down, the needle jabbing in. My body tensed, I clenched my fists. He pushed the top of the syringe injecting his blood into my wrist.

"You may survive, you may die, but whatever happens, I will always be apart of you" He whispered, kissing my forehead. "See you soon"

My body shuddered.

"Please" I managed to say.

He paused, and turned his head.

"Let-Me-G-Go"

The man walked over to the dentist chair I lie in. He ran his wrinkled fingers down my arm and began un strapping me. I felt air sink into my wrist, which had a mark cross it along with blood and sweat.

This was my chance, ill make a run for it when he unstraps my feet.

"Help me!" I heard a scream from the door.

A female voice screeching. It sounded like she was in pain, the voice sounded some what familiar, I needed to get out of here but I couldn't leave her to this horrid man, I couldn't leave her.

He pulled off the strap and without hesitation I swung off the chair. I felt the pain in my leg, it stung and burned but I didn't care, not at the moment.

I limped and wobbled, the tiny door growing larger as I approached it, I heard footsteps charging behind me which encouraged me to run faster. The footsteps faded which must of meant I was ahead, I followed the girls voice, it sounded young and innocent.

I turned corners and ran down hallways, this house was larger than I imagined. I approached a small door, I grabbed the handle and shook it, it was locked.

"Please! help me please!" She screamed banging her fists on the door.

I rattled the door but it wouldn't budge, I turned sideways and slammed my body against the door, it began weaker.

"Oh Scarlett!" I heard the mans voice, it got louder and louder.

One last push. I thought to my self as I crashed my body into the door. It fell back and my eyes bulged as I saw who it was.

"Morgan!" I shrieked, Morgan was my best friend, but we hadn't talked for a while, she didn't answer my calls or messages, I thought she hated me, but now I understand.

Morgan's red hair was all knotted and scruffy, her face was stained with tears, her Eyes were bloodshot. Her whole body was shivering and her clothes were torn and ripped.

I grabbed Morgans hand and we ran down the long hallway, I felt Morgan constantly stumbling but I did help her up.

We both froze as the man stood there at the end of the hallway, his boy arched, fury in his eyes, his face red.

He began storming over to us, my grip on Morgan's hand was so tight.

The man grabbed my hair and threw me to the ground, then turned to Morgan and slapped her so hard she slammed against the floor.

Blood dribbled from her nose. I pushed my hand across the floor reaching for Morgan's but the man stomped his foot hard against my hand, he began repetitively kicking me in the stomach, I felt like I could die any second, my stomach twisted and turned and my eye sight blurred.

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I flashed my eyes open, immediately feeling a shot of pain in my entire body, I scanned the room for Morgan when I saw her lying beside me, her arms and legs tied, the same with mine.

I squinted my eyes in the darkness. She breathed heavily, her body shuddered every now and then.

Suddenly the lights fluttered on.

"Morgan" I whispered nudging her.

"Morgan!" I repeated nudging her more.

She opened her eyes, she looked so calm, she didn't make any sudden movement, all I heard was her soft voice whisper.

"Are we going to die?"

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A/N

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