Roommates with Angels and Demons

Day 86

Day 86- 7:56am

My breathing was ragged and forced. I daringly looked up at Hank. He frowned before walking back to the table where he had laid out all his little tools. He set the knife down before turning back to Lucifer and I.

"Well I'm going to go get breakfast... don't go anywhere," he walked out, closing the door and locking it from the outside. I forced myself to turn around.

"H-hey... how are you holding up?" I questioned.

"Peachy... you?" Lucifer answered.

"I guess... so I've somewhat lost track of how long we've been gone. You know from the fact he keeps knocking me out..." I added.

"About seven days now..." Lucifer sighed. I sighed as well before I noticed that when Hank had poured acid on my arm a day ago it burned some of the rope.

"Now I've got you, asshole," I chuckled. With the dwindling strength I had I pulled on the rope with all my might. It frayed and snapped. I laughed out loud.

"Holy crap," Lucifer was attempting to turn around to watch me. I untied myself before rushing over to where I saw Hank had left his phone. I quickly grabbed it, groaning as my exposed nail beds stretched. I quickly put Dean's phone number in. It rang and rang until it stopped. I looked back to the screen to see no service in the corner.

"Fuck," I cursed and then my head snapped back towards the door. It unlocked with a click and the door opened before I could hide.

"You little bitch," Hank rushed me and I managed to dodge him until I put too much pressure on my left leg. My leg gave way and I fell to the floor. Hank dragged me back to the chair by my hair. This time he used duct tape and rope. He grabbed a blade and in his fury rammed it into my shoulder. I screamed in agony. He pulled it out and stabbed ito my thigh. I screamed again. My chair was shaking from Lucifer's struggle to break free all the while he was cursing at Hank in enochian. Hank grabbed the duct tape and covered Lucifer's mouth. I attempting to regulate my breathing as well as watching the pool of blood around us grow larger. Hank threw a punch to my jaw and I promptly passed out... again.

Day 86- 11:43am

I could feel my eyelids growing heavy. I couldn't remember the last time I slept and didn't get knocked out. I knew Hank would be gone for the next three hours so I could maybe get sleep. I allowed my body to give in and to take a siesta.

I was immediately thrown into a dream I was familiar with. It was one of my few good ones. I strolled along a beach in New Jersey. The wet sand squished beneath my feet and the water rushed around my ankles. The calm waves of the sea washed away any awareness that I was currently be held captive by a nut job hunter.

"Millie!" Someone called for me. I swiftly turned around to see Anna running at me.

"Anna?" I stopped walking. She ran to me and hugged me.

"Millie, thank my dad. We've been trying to reach you for a week now. Not even dream walking was working," she pulled away and held onto my shoulders. Suddenly I remembered.

"Oh my god, Anna. You have to help us. We're in Perryton, Texas," I spat out the words because I could feel my body beginning to wake up. Before I could say another word I was jolted awake by a horrible pain in my stomach. I opened my eyes to see a knife being pulled out.

"Up and at em," Hank stood over me smiling. I shifted away from him and looked away. Hank my neck, forcing me to look at him. I glared at him before a little smirk worked its way onto my lips. Hank narrowed his eyes at me before he pulled the tape from my mouth.