With Donald and Stevie gone, we could finally talk to Olivia. "Liv, are you okay?" Jude asked.
"Mmhmhmmmhh" Olivia answered, she was in so much pain and she was drenched in her own blood. She managed to speak, but her words were muffled and croaky, "kill. Me."
We sat there shocked, then Aimee burst into tears. We knew it was what Olivia wanted, she did not want to die facing Donald, but with her own will.
"Liv, try and reach for anything on the table." I said, pointing to the sharp utensils that caused Olivia's torture. She reached forward but with a cry of pain, fell back into the chair. The others and I tried so hard, but the table seemed too far away and we where tied up in the wooden chairs. It was then when I realised we had eaten nothing since we'd been imprisoned... Except from the organs we where forced to eat from an unknown origin.
We heard a key in the lock and so we slumped back in or chairs. "Hey!" It was Stevie. Donald, without speaking, walked over to Olivia and took the straps off the chair. He picked her nearly lifeless body up and put Olivia over his shoulder. As he walked out, we tried to give Olivia a comforting smile, but she had blacked out. "See ya soon!" Stevie called out while locking the door. I was just Jude, Aimee and myself left in the room. We knew Olivia wasn't coming back.
A/N sorry no action in this chapter :( Oh well, the next chapter will make up for it hehe!
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