Simply Captivating

The Great Escape

Ally's P.O.V.

"If you try hard not to think about him he will go away." I said to myself walking in the cold, dark streets, stepping into puddles. The street lights cast spotlights in certain areas. In the middle of the road I walk while families turn off lights to go into slumber. I listen to the sirens of the city and the gun shots. I feel goosebumps rise on my skin as a night breeze passes by. I fold my arms to keep myself warm because I know he won't. I hear a car's tire screech as he turned onto the street. I run to the sidewalk to hide behind trash cans so he won't find me.

"Ally!" I hear him yell. Multiple voices yell again. He's not alone. "Ally! Baby! I'm sorry!" I know he's not. Flashlights light up more areas of the street. "Dammit! Ally if you can hear me get your ass home!" he yells, it echoes through the street. They drive onto a different street calling my name. I am back in the street. I start to walk and realize my shoelaces are untied. I bend down to tie them and their car passes by.

"Dude! I think I saw something!" A deep voice yells. They back up and I feel frozen. I think quickly and run to the nearest alley. The car slowly drives in, trying not to hit the wall. I climb onto the dumpster and he gets out of the car. I climb over the fence and my shirt gets caught. I sit there suspended in the air, all I hear is laughing. "Dammit!" I yell and that's when I see his angry face. His fist makes way to my face, and I'm consumed in darkness.

I wake up in a room that I have become familiar to multiple times. The room of punishment. I am tied to a chair and I have a white piece of cloth that is gagging my mouth. I'm not sure what my punishment will be this time. But I know that it will be worse than all my other punishments. He can tolerate me doing many things, but running away is the one thing he won't tolerate. I was crazy and stupid thinking I could get away from their grasps. They will always find me no matter where I am, no matter what I do I can't escape.

I am pulled from my thoughts by the sound of footsteps coming towards the room that I am in. His heavy boots hitting the hardwood floor. I tried to get out of my bounding but it was no use. He opened the door and stepped in, his sickening smile visible in the light. I heard a second set of footsteps behind him. I hear a low cough and somebody else stepped in also. I've seen this person before, he seems like a really nice person but I can't remember who he is. They both step towards me. My captor turns to the other man and whispers something into his ear.

The tall young man gets a quite visible smirk on his face. He then turns to me again and says "Have fun, enjoy." With that he leaves me in the room with this somewhat stranger. The tall stocky looking man steps towards me again and leans forward, only inches from my face and whispers, "Don't be scared baby, it won't hurt too bad." I whimper at the thought. The only thing that eased my mind a little bit was the fact that he took the gag out of my mouth. He then unties my legs from each other, and ties them to each chair leg.

I tried to close my legs but they were stuck in that position I knew I wouldn't be able to move them. He adjusted his pants, I was getting more worried by the second. All of the sudden he burst out in laughter. With that, he pulled out a key and a knife he cut the ropes and gave me the key. He sat on the chair and tied himself up and said, "Now go and find your way out. Sorry about scaring you, I was just messing with you. I'm sorry." He gave me a cold serious look.

I ran as fast as I could to get out of there. But why would he help? My thoughts were interrupted when I heard him starting to call for help. I finally found the door. I unlocked it and I was outside. Freedom! I ran through the neighborhood that wasn't so familiar. I ran, but I didn't know where to go. Where to hide. I was lost and I need to get in a house fast. I heard him yelling and the engine start. They're coming, I ran to a random house and knocked on the door.

A younger looking man opens the door, he looks my age, I thought to myself. "What can I do for you beautiful?" He says with a smirk on his face. I explained my situation to him, and he quickly let me in. As soon as I got in he pushed me up against the hallway wall. Both of his hands on either side of my head. He then moved one of his hands to my hip.

"You're so hot, you know I could make you feel so good baby." He said cupping the side of my face in his hand. I quickly turned my head so I wouldn't have to look at this pervert. Two of his fingers tilted my chin so I'd look at him. At this very moment I realized that I would rather be with Jake than this horrible man, I can't believe the nerve of this guy right now.

I don't care how bad the consequences are going to be I would rather be hit across the face by them a million times than stay here and put up with this kid. He looks my age, but looks can be deceiving. I asked the first thing that came to mind. "How old are you?" I've been wondering that ever since I met him. "Most likely to your surprise, I'm twenty-two."

He said with the most conceded tone I have ever heard. I was shocked I didn't know what to say to him. We stood there in silence for a few minutes while I thought about what to say next. He just walked away, down some hallway. I stood there, leaning against the wall, confused about what to do. He came back in and I started freaking out I looked down at what he had in his hands and I shrieked. In his hands he was holding a pair of handcuffs.

"Are you going to do what I want, or am I going to have to force you into doing it?" My eyes widened in fear as tears started to fall down my cheeks. I quickly tried to blink them away and shook my head. He was smirking devilishly as he stepped closer to me. The front door swung upon and a man stormed through the house and straight towards us. "Get away from her right now Riley or I swear I'm going to call the cops on you." Riley slowly stepped back with his hands raised and a smirk on his face. "I know you're trying to be the good guy right now, but I'm not the only one who has skeletons in their closet."

The man walked to the door and turned around, "are you coming or not? I came over because I heard you screaming and wanted to make sure everyone was alright." I quickly walked out of the house with him without saying another word. He took long strides down the road then turned to me, "this is my house, you can come in if you'd like." I politely thanked him and walked into the house. "My name's Jason by the way, would you like some tea?" I nodded with a grin on my face. I knew I was safe here.