Trapped (h.s)

Chapter 43~Trapped(h.s)

Listen to: Faded by Alan Walker

Picture on top Or to the side is of Emily Rudd who plays Etta.

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Dayana's POV:

As quickly as I had signed the contract. i was being ushered from my seat and being pulled towards the door. Looking up to see the culprit, to only find it being Armando. They had sent Damary awhile ago to some place unknown to her. Maybe she was using that to her advantage and leaving. If only I had that type of luck in my life. It seemed like since the beginning all that came in my life was disasters. I hadn't noticed I had begun to drag my feet until Armando snapped at me to stop or he'd have to me draped over his shoulder. To which I quickly began to walk at his pace, making sure not to space out again. As I saw the door where I woke up get closer. I began to feel relieved, I needed to be alone. Alone, to process the past events. Though that thought left as I saw him drag me away from the door.

"Where are we going?" He kept quiet. I grunted in annoyance. It was a simple question. Where was he taking me. Where was I going. What was going to happen. Where my other questions, but seeing he wasn't going to answer me. I kept quiet until we began reaching a dark secluded hall. Chills began to run up and down my body.

I need answer. Fast. Dragging my feet to the ground and trying to unleash my arm from his grip. I struggled, but it certainly caught his attention. "Would you stop! This is all fucking nonsense from your part. I could easily have you on my shoulder. Is that what you want. You could have said so." He gritted out, ready to grab me.

"No. Where are we going and I want answers now, Armando."

"You want answers. Than be my guest." He gestured with his hands to the darkness. Looking at him quizzically, she knew it was going to go two ways, it either be a safe place or like she always seemed to get herself in; trapped. I cautiously took steps towards the darkness. Upon adjusting my eyes to the darkness. My skin paled, in front of me stood a metal rusty door. Why was she here?

"Wh-" but I didn't get he chance to finish my sentence because I was trying to catch myself from hitting the floor once again. Failing to do so, my body thumped to the floor and I found myself in much worse pain then I did before. Searing unbearable pain shot through my whole body, I distraught screamed left my parted lips. It was too much pain, to much in such little time to take. The tears flowed down her cheeks, it was hard to not shake from the sobs escaping my lips. Just the small movement of them cause my body pain.

Armando had long gone away, he had closed the rusty metal cage door. It hurt to get up, but the cold concrete floor was uncomfortable. Palms facing down, I tried to push myself up but staggered and once again feel down. "Ugh!"