Not Knowing..

6

Holding in sobs she staggered her way down the cracked side walk, to the only place she felt safe. Safe from the violence, from the pain... From the punches and kicks, from the whipping of the cold sharp belt... The way her skin would sting after every lash, and burn as she'd take a cold shower, or the way her throat would burn as she would be forced to suck his... Shaking her head she tightened her grip on her thin coat, making her way  past a few more houses and around a corner almost to the park.

The cold winter wind flushed her face a slight pink, and wrapped around her body like a blanket of ice. She held her head high to keep pushing thru the trail knocking winds, but kept her eye site set ahead. She soon saw the park and ran for the small plastic green dragon. It was a dark green and a hole cut thru the belly so you could fit inside. it had 'fire' slipping out of its open mouth that was shifted into a slide, and around the back, you could climb up the stairs that were designed into the tail.

Hiding in the belly of the beast, she rest her head upon the side of the cold, plastic monstrosity. She wrapped herself up the best she could before she felt her self slipping from her awareness. Her eye lids became heavy, and her body became numb. She watched as her breath made a small puff of white air as she breathed out.

'I'm going to die out here... and no one is going to find me,' her last thoughts ran threw her mind.  '-unless some kids are playing here in the morning... what? who is...' The last thing she saw was the outcast of a man's figure before she had fallen asleep.

and for what she was hoping for, was for good.

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Slowly her eyes opened, quickly covering them from the bright light, she tried to turn over from the brightness in the soft bed. 

Wait, soft bed? Her body sprang into an upright position. Well, attempted to. She felt the shackles on her wrist, and ankles. Looking at the new metal bracelets that she wears on her wrist and ankles, she hurriedly looks around the room. A light blue painted room, with a black dresser and a black sheeted bed. 

"Where am I?" She whispered to her self. Looking at all the walls looking for a way out besides the one door. Owna jumps as she hears heavy footsteps, "Oh god.. Oh god I'm going to die and no one is going to miss me." She quickly laid her head down on the pillow and turned to her left, away from the door. Looking thru her squinted shut eyes she saw the out line of a vase on a small table next  to her. 

'How did i miss this?' Grabbing the vase she smashed it against the wall. 

The foot steps started to sound like they were running. "Shit they heard me." 

Grabbing for the largest shard of glass she could try and manage to get while being shackled down to a bed, she held it close to her chest and hid under the blanket. Hearing the door open slowly she hold back her tears of fright. 

'Well of course they're going to know I'm here, I'm chained to  a bed and I'm hiding under a blanket. A freaking blanket what fool would fall for that? Oh no, she's under a blanket  i can't do anything to her now! or, I cant see her. Guess she escaped.' She felt the blankets being moved from on her, and them whispering her name.

Heart being ached from how fast its beating, adrenaline running thru her body, she gripped the shard of glass harder, and bit her lip. 'If he tries anything I'll..' She tried not to gulp while the blanket is being pulled down slowly from her head. ' I'll slit his throat.' She could feel a hand run across her face, and she couldn't hold back the terrified whimper any longer. She sat up, whipping her arm. As if in slow  motion, she could see the glass go into the mans right eye. The blood that began to leak from the eye made her stomach churn. 

She let go and covered her mouth with her hand. She just stabbed someone in the eye. She turned to the other side of the bed and threw up what ever was in her stomach. She couldn't hold it back. She just possibly killed a man, who could had a family, a wife- wait. why was she thinking of this and feeling sorry for him? He had HER chained to a bed. 

She spit on his head and took out the shard of glass and repeatedly stabbed him in the head. She wasn't going to feel bad for a man who tried to hurt her. Or has he already? She heard clapping and saw a man in the door way with a ski mask on. She held the knife ready to take another life. She isn't going to be scared little bitch. She's going to defend herself. 

"S-stand back!" She shook, her voice cracked. "I'm, I'm not afraid to kill you too!" She finally barked. The man just laughed and walked closer. She got ready to defend herself the best she could. He reaches behind his back and pulls out a small needle with a see thru liquid. She stared in horror. Her body froze. 

"Don't worry honey, you passed. Ill take you back home, and soon make you my mine." His voice sounded familiar. Once he got closer she could see his eyes, They some how soothed her body to calm down and relax. They looked so oddly familiar... From where tho? 

He slipped the small needle into her arm and pushed the liquid into her soft skin. She felt her body slipping from consciousness, she gripped everything she could around her to try and get away...

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Sitting up, beads of sweat crawling down her flushed skin, a she is entangled in the sheets like a kitten in string. Holding back a scream she spits out the hair that entangles itself on the side of her mouth.

An ear piercing NO erupts from her mouth cottoned mouth, as she tries to struggle to escape from the devilish nightmare.

Wait.. Nightmare.. that's all it was... Right?

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Authors Note:

Hello beautiful readers! I'm sorry for the late updates, but I will try and update more, I promise!!

Love you all,

Darkgirl_Forever