Red Rum

4

(linkin park-break)

When I awoke my arms were tied in front of me and my ankles were tied also. I felt something in my mouth an knew I was gagged I couldnt scream. No one would know im stuck in this this whatever this place is. Where the hell am I!? I need to get to my mother she would be worried sick I cant habe her like that even though she's not my real mother I still loved her same with my father. I was brought out of my thoughts by a door opening. I couldn't see who opened it the white light was blinding, but when my eyes adjusted I couldnt believe what I saw. It was him, that sick bastard! It was Mr.Mires. I started to cry and move twords the wall and away from him. But he walked closer and grabbed a fist full of my hair and pulled my face near his and said,

"I'm going to get what i want and after you'll be six feet under." My sobs got harder and louder I feared what would happen to me. I didnt want to die. I wanted to be in my mothers arms with her stroking my hair and shushing me like when I got the flue I wanted to go back to before I found out, before the distance that grew, before my father stopped callimg me his daughter,before the pain.Mr.Mires pulled the gag out of my mouth it felt dry as did my throat. My voice came out a cracked and rusty voice in which I cursed him.

"Damn you, damn you to hell!" I screamed. He responded by smacking me, then throwing me to the ground he started to beat me. What he was saying reminded me of what Damien the school bully did to me before I pushef him, down the stairs. I was 6 and he kept beating me so one day when he was walking down the stairs I pushed him. He rolled down the stairs and i could hear sickining crunches emitting from his bones buried deep inside of his body. He stopped at the bottom of the stairs his arms,neck,and legs were bent at wierd shapes and angles. When he was done beating me he spit on me and walked out. I layed there for what felt like hours. I finally pushed myself up and looked around. I saw it the shardes of broken glass. I crawled over to them and put the rope on it moving it bavk and forth, and then i heard and felt it. The snap the rope snapped! Thank god! I moved my arms and rubbed my wrist then looked down to see they were rubbed raw. They were a bright red and pink most likely infected. Shit! I cut the rope that bound my ankles and took the gag off my neck. I looked around and found matches and a large glass shard. I picked it up and hid behind the door. I had heard footsteps walking back. He opened the door again. He walked in and I lunged at him and stabbed him in the neck. The smell was... was intoxicating. I didn't know what I was doing, I bite into his neck and drank his blood. I couldn't stop it was something about the taste of it. It tasted metallic yet soooo delicious. I just kept drinking paying my mind to his screaming and thrashing. He suddenly went limp.