I woke up in complete darkness. I couldn't hear anything but the static in my head and felt nothing but the numbness in my hands.
I tried to move them and tried to get upright but I couldn't my hands we're tied to each other with ropes. As I struggled against the rough twines I heard footsteps above me. "Help" I tried to yell but my throat was as dry and twisted as the ropes that held me.
The door opened and a blinding light filled the room. Slow and heavy steps walked down the stairs and my fears increased along with the sound. A guy stepped into the space. His shoulders were muscular. His big green eyes were dark.
"Look who finally woke up, time for some food sleeping beauty." He said his voice hard and without emotion."Who are you?" I Croaked. I wanted to sound tough and strong but it came out sounding laughable and weak.
"Don't you remember who I am?" He asked staring at me.
"You'd think the confused look and blank stare would answer that question for you!" I spat at him, finally regaining my voice. He looked at me confused for a second but his face changed.
"So being sarcastic are we? You think that you are in a position to be sarcastic?" He was shaking with anger. I was fast to realize that this was not someone to mess with.He came closer and took out a plate from a small kitchen in the corner. From a cupboard he grabbed a can of black beans. He pulled it open and dropped the contents on the plate. It looked like puke with little pieces in it, there was no way I was going to eat that.
"I'm not touching that" I said still trying to sound strong. "If you let me go now I won't even go to the police." I stammered trying to gain some mercy.
He chuckled "do you think I'm joking around here?" He put some powder on the bean goo. Okay now there was even less chance i'd eat it."It's your choice, let me go or I'll scream!" I threatened. I was done with this! I didn't care what would happen. I was not going to co-operate!
"Oh you can scream all you want sweetheart! there is no one around that will hear you!" He came closer until he was close enough to touch me. I tried to move away from him but the rope didn't allow me much space. He took out a spoon. I closed my mouth as tight as I could.
"Okay sweetheart, don't play hard to get now. Are you going to eat this or do I have to force you" He said moving the spoon closer.He sounded harsh and it scared me, but my foster dad trained me for this. He knew this day was going to come. I kicked into the air hoping to hit the plate with it's nasty content. He was faster than me.
With one hand he grabbed my leg and slammed it on the ground. The force of it made me cry out in pain.
"I tried to be nice here but now my patience is up!" He put his hand around my nose. I held my breath as long as I could but I had to breathe.He shoved the goo in my mouth and forced me to swallow. Tears streamed down my cheek as he force fed me this way. When he was finally done he left the room and turned off the lights. I cringed into the corner and cried. The powder he had put on the food was most likely a sedation. After a few minutes my eyes kept drifting. No matter how hard I fought the sleep came over me without mercy.
When I woke up my head was pounding and I had completely lost all track of time. I was wide awake now and there was no way I could fall asleep again. I had always known that this day would come, in fact I was even trained for it. Well so much for the effects of training.
My dad Joe, well my foster dad, had trained me, homeschooled me and taught me everything I knew. A wave of anxiousness came over me, would they be able to find him, was he save? Those stupid tears came rolling back over my cheek no matter how hard I tried to keep them in they were to strong. I had to be strong, if only it was for Joe.
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The Fire That Burns Within
Mystery / ThrillerAn accidental wrong turn ends up to be the starting reaction to a chain of horrible events. Roselyn has but one choice, does she stand up to her kidnappers and keep fighting or does she let her fire burn out? A book about keeping your brave...