Yn. . .
I tried to hang myself. I was over it. I probably shoulda thought this through.
I gagged trying to touch the edge of the bed with my feet, but I couldn't make it.
I tried to pull my head up, I tried to kick. I tried everything I could but it wasn't working.
I screamed and screamed, not caring about the monster that would come, not caring about what he would do. But no one came.
After a while I felt myself giving up, giving into the rope.
I shoulda been dead right about now.
But something was trying to keep me here, something was telling me I need to stay.
But it wasn't working either.
I gave up kicking and shed a couple tears.
I was leaving this world into another, different, portal. I was dead.
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Wait.
I felt stong arms wrap around me and cut the rope. He lay me on the bed that had been sitting in the middle of the room that I'd been sleeping on after hours. I could here everything but I couldn't open my eyes. It was like listening to a nightmare that was coming about.
"So what do I do with her boss?" I heard him say. This voice sounded unfamiliar. I never heard his voice in the warehouse. He must be new.
Well this is gonna be fun, since I know that during these hours they all go out and search for their next victim.
"Tie her up, make her your slave. Don't let her say a word unless you want her to. It'll be easy." I heard the man over the phone say.
"But what if she's dead?" He said.
"Trust me, she isn't dead if you heard her screaming a minute ago."
"Okay," He said with uneasy, "But then what?" He said.
"Then you can do whatever you want her. Just don't kill her." The man said with a devilish chuckle. Then he hung up.
I opened one eye and looked at the boy. He looked familiar.
He was bright skinned and looked my age. He wore a leather jacket as all the young owners would. He had a sky blue shirt under it with black jeans, a read belt and red shoes. He was kinda cute ♥
Focus.
I need to be trying to think of a diabolical plan to get out of here. But not the way I'd tried before.
He looked at me and I closed my eye quick, hoping that he didn't see me. He began to walk toward me with his head tilted to the side and biting his lip.
"Aye Diggy get in here!" A more familiar sounding man said. I guess "Diggy" was his name. Diggy looked toward the opened door and back at me. I heard him stomp and walk out.
Saved by the bell.
I touched the heavy rope that still lay on my neck. I sat up and felt around my pockets for my pocket knife I found when I was taken. I decided I was going to try to slick his neck and leave. It sounds stupid but it had worked for my old roommate. She just stabbed one of the guards that was securing our cabin in the stomach and took off running during hunting hours. So it should be easy.
I pulled the knife out and hid it under my pillow. I looked around the small room and shivered remembering all the things that happened in here. Yes, I DO need to leave. I can't keep being here.
"Aight damn!" I heard the boy say 5 minutes later.
"I'm just checking up on you new boy! Shit, these girls pretty persuasive!" I heard him say. Then I heard the wooden cabin door slam and footsteps coming in my direction.
I laid down on my bed quickly and tried to put the rope back how it was. The steps got closer and I closed my eyes.
He walked towards the window and closed the curtains which made the room even more dim than it already was. He turned to my bed in the middle of the room and walked toward it. He sat on the edge of it almost 2 inches away from my bare feet.
"I know you're awake," He laughed rubbing my legs, "I heard a noise when I was coming."
I fluttered opened my eyes and looked at him, getting a better look. He stared back into my eyes as his hands moved upward on my body. He grabbed my knees and pulled them open (good thing I was wearing shorts) and crawled in between them. I froze and tensed up because I didn't want him to hurt me like the other people did whenever I didn't cooperate.
He wrapped my legs around his waist and put his hands on the side of my pillow and got closer to my face. I flinched at him because of how fast he was moving.
"Woah girl, you hella fine. And you look hella familiar too." He said revealing his white teeth and perfect smile.
I plotted a different plan that quick, and decided to go for it.
"So do you." I said wrapping my arms around his neck. He looked at my hands and back into my eyes. I had a smirk planted on my face to show that I had a desire for him, although the only desire I had was getting the hell outta here.
"So," He said with a deeper voice, "What's yo name shawty?"
"Y/N." I said. I watched his face go into thinking mode. Then a smirk rode across his face too.
"Aye you that girl boss was talking about right?" He said getting a little excited.
"I guess." I shrugged.
"I heard you gave awesome head bruh!" He said.
I shrugged again feeling a little embarrassed. I moved my arms from around his neck and looked down. My eyes widened whenever I saw the huge bulge at the bottom of his pants.
He saw me looking and completely laid on me, making me feel it, making me feel his bulge right on my throbbing p-ssy.
"I'm sure you already know what I want." He said with a little chuckle. He started to rub my thighs and squeeze my butt.
This plan was actually working, just not the way I wanted it to.
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