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Ezra..

Ezra...

it was Ezra

My eyes snap open . My body ached as i tried to move , my soft groans ricochet off the concrete walls, loudly causing me to grimace. My hair falls into my face as i try to roll onto my back .Tears spewed from my eyes as i successfully rolled over.

I push back my curls from my eyes. 

"I always find myself in some sort of predicament with people i consider friends"I thought. Mom was always right. I didn't need friends. I didn't need people.

I did , i felt an unnerving urge to be around them, to yearn for attention. Zachery always thought of me being clingy , guess that's why he decided to....-never mind.

So many thoughts lingered through my head. I was especially disappointed in myself, for having faith in him.For agreeing to come over.

I wonder if my family members are out looking for me.I know momma is.She'd be devastated to hear that her 19 year old daughter was kidnapped and Locked up inside a cellar with a few dead body's and has some small rats as acquaintances.

I chuckle at my crude thought. My eyes narrow.My vision became blurry as the whole situation finally dawned onto me

I clenched and unclenched my fist. Fury, Anger and betrayal running through my glaring eyes. First Zackery now this!?.

I propped up slowly.gritting my teeth.

"Ahhhh!!"I screamed Out .I reached out for my throbbing leg.

This was worst than the headache. I managed to glance down at the damage done to my leg.I gagged.

It was positioned...In...I can't even explain it. All I can say is that I doubt id be able to walk for a few months. An estimated 5 .My kinky hair stuck to my sweaty face as i slightly tugged at my jeans leg.Only thing in my life that stays.My curls.

As it was only my left leg , i managed to stand a regain my balance while holding onto a pole.My head glides against the wall along with my body leaning against it.

"La, la, la Killing me softly~"A muffled voice sang from, The sounds of footsteps becomes louder, door causing the adrenaline to rush to my heart, it suddenly stopped causing my breath to hitch. 

The keys jab into the lock once more, Causing me to fall from being startled by the sound. 

The nob turns slightly, The door makes that awful creaking sound before being kicked 

Ezra stood there, peering around before his eyes met mine.

That sick smile plastered on his face that he knew i hated.

The thought of him torturing me ever so often lingered through his hand, trying to find different ways to hurt me, but not too much.

I let out a shaky breath as cold wind gushes into the already cold cellar.He glances at me flashing a soft smile, he holds a white plastic bag in one hand and what looks like sledgehammer in the other.My eyes nearly fly from their sockets.

He takes slow steps.Attention still on me,His icy grey eyes lingered with amusement.He makes it to the last step, slightly kicking something out of his way

I bet that was a body.I looked down not wanting to meet his gaze as he makes his way towards me.The plastic bag drops into my lap causing me to jerk up in surprise. He stoops to my level, pushing back a blonde curl behind my ear.

"Hm, did you manage to move? i don't remember you falling this close to the stairs"He questions , gripping my cheek, forcing me to look at him.

"Wow , must be some willpower you have" He chuckled , releasing my chin , he digs through the bag , allowing me to peer inside..

I slice my eyes from the contents of the plastic bag in disapproval, then to him.I give him A ARE-YOU-FUCKING-INSANE? look. He returns it with a smug look that reads 

'CANT-YOU-FUCKING-TELL?'

He takes a seat before me, pushing back his cap

"It's be two whole days sweetheart , you must be hungry, no?"

He tilts his head slightly, eyeing. I don't respond. He only chuckles, pulling out can of cat food,Porridge , A dildo and some spoons.

What the fuck is he doing with a dildo!

He grabs the little toy , waving it in my face , i push my head away almost busting it against the wall. 

He's so sick!

"Ah aH ah"he sings

he pulls my head forward forcing it into my mouth.

"I heard that black girls such as yourself love huge dicks, more importantly you give the best blowjobs, let's test that theory out  shall we?.."He began, caressing my cheeks while the toy is still forced down my throat. I gag out loud.He forces it down more 

"You must've had a lot of experience with this huh?" He asks with a frown.

He slowly pulls it out.Inspecting it with a smile."You're pretty good solar, who would've imagined, such an innocent girl--i mean you did have a boyfriend right?" I narrowed my eyes, just because i had a boyfriend doesn't mean i sucked his dick asshole.

He pulls out a can of porridge, slowly opening the can, he jabs the spoon into it, He reaches out trying to feed me but i refuse 

"Oh come on this stuff is expensive"He remarks loudly, he places it in his mouth first then pinches me causing me to let out a yelp , not long after he jabs the spoon into my mouth.

"See its good right?"I don't respond , nor do i swallow, i just stare at my bruised hands.

"I guess thats a no"He chuckles.

I could feel his eyes on me as i finally swallow. Suddenly he grabs my cheeks smashing his lips against my sore ones.

He pulls away ,his breath quickens

"You don't know how long I've been wanting to do that"He whispers.

His hand glides down my thigh, i shiver. It glides down to my broken leg , squeezing gently.I cry out

"Oh, whats this?"He looks down inspecting the leg

"Aww did daddy do this?"I glare towards him. My eyes filled with hate.His long fingers rake through his blonde hair.

"Oh don't give me that look, i had my reasons, but don't worry , this won't be the only thing on you to be broken"He reassures with a wink.

My lips quiver