Chapter 3

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Chapter 3: Consequences

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When I saw him, I knew I was screwed. My palms started to sweat and my heart beat went faster. "What time is it Emma, do you know?" He asked walking around the front around the front of my cell. I said nothing, my fear overwhelmed me. "Huh?" He said waiting for an answer. "Please don't!" I pleased as he grabs the whip. The words fell out of my mouth not knowing what would he do. "Get in your cell" he says. I do what he says and walk in. "Now take off your shirt" He demanded. "But-" I said before he yells "NOW!" He yells with his eyes turning coal black again. I take off my shirt leaving nothing but, my black bra and jeans. He grabs my wrists and ties them with a rope. A tear fell down my face.

He puts me against the wall with me helpless. He gets a better grip of the Whip and starts to hit. Stings everywhere on my back. Blood pores down, leaving scars. I scream of pain and wishing someone could hear me. I tried to fight it, but every hit feels even worse then before. After 10 minutes of pain and crying, he untied me and left me there. "Now you learned your lesson" Damon says. I drop to the ground and start to sob. I felt helpless, useless, and alone.

I huddle up in a corner and covered my face. Why did I have to be here? Am I being g punished? Or is this a sign of something? I shake my head and try to lay down. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

(The next day)

I woke up quite up pleasant, feeling the scars on my face. Dried blood too. I quickly grabbed my shirt and put it on with out hurting myself too bad.
Soon I heard mumbling from the other side of the wall. I leaned closer to listen. "Of fuck you, do all you want, i don't care. Leave me here to rot and die in my own blood!" A girl said from the other side of the wall. I was in shock that she said that. "Come on, that's not our you should act. I mean you do have my child" Damon said. My heart skipped a beat. I gasped. I got away from the wall and was terrified.

All I had was question, back and forth in my head. Why did she have a child inside of her? Was she raped?
I didn't even want to think about that. Soon the door opened.

Amber POV
I remember how much pain I felt, knowing I have a baby, his baby. Every Time I go to sleep I have to deal with that. Flashes of being raped, curses me. Damon gives me a glare and knowing him for this long. I'm not afraid out him anymore. "Get up I have to show you someone" He says opening the gate. I thought For a moment. I nodded and got up. He pointed to where another cell was placed. He smirked when I saw a girl, probably my age. I was shocked to see another girl, I mean I haven't seen one in a while. since Damon keeps me prisoned here. "Hi" I said seeing her scars on her arms. my blood boiled to the site of that. "Hi" she replied shivering. I felt bad for her. "You two will be in the same cell for a while, just to get to know each other and little better" Damon said with a smirk. I glared at him in a very rude way. He nudges me in and locks us in.

I turn around and see her staring, shaking, and terrified.

Emma's POV
My feet begin to numb from the coldness of the floor. I start to shake, when I feel the cold air from the door slamming shut with the girl inside. She looked beat up as well but looks like that was a while ago. You could see that she was pregnant. "Are you alright?" She asked. I thought for a moment, no I'm not ok! I've been beaten, whipped, and other horrible things. "Not really" I said trying to warm up.

She walks over. "My names Amber, you?" She asks as she sits down. I smiled a bit. "Emma" I said. I liked the name Amber, very pretty name. She sits next to me and she was unbelievably warm. Her touch made me calm down more.

"So where did you come from?" I asked. "I live in a little house in the middle of the woods. My father was a wealthy man and my mother was sick with the flu" Amber exclaimed. My heart raced with excitement. "Same, well kinda, my mother died and my father was depressed ever since. Then the werewolf came and killed him". I started tearing up. "Well it ok, at least we're in this together" She said making me feel better.

"How long have you been here?" I asked. " Almost 2 years". I felt so bad for her. A year of being a slave! Shit I've only been here for a week and I'm already suffering. "How did you get here?" I asked.

She looked out the window sadly. "My father died last year and my mom is out there somewhere worrying about where I am" She answered. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry" Amber said with a sad look on her face. The whole room started to get really emotional and depressing.

"Sorry if I say this, but I heard you and Damon talking and I heard about a baby?" I said nervous what she would say. She giggled under her breath. "Its alright. Well you see, when I first got here it was horrible. It took me months to get used to this hell-hole. Sl recently a couple months ago, maybe 4-5 I don't remember, I drank a glass of water that was handed to me by Damon. Soon I dozed off into darkness. Later I woke up tied to a bed with only a Bra and underwear. He approached me and you know what happens next, I believe.

Soon me and Amber sat there and soon fell asleep.

(The next day)

I woke up seeing blur and my head was aching from leaning on the rocky wall. My whole body was sore. I looked to my left seeing Amber trying to bust the window open. I saw bite mark on her back. "Amber what wrong with your back?" I asked a little scared.

"It nothing" Amber said focusing. "Amber that's not nothing!? Look it's invected!" I raised my voice. Amber was pissed and turning around to hurt me, but the chains stopped her. "LEAVE ME ALONE!" She snapped. I was in shock to see her like this. She gave up on the window and sat down. "What the hell was that!?" I asked. She didn't say anything. I gave up on finding the answer.

Xavier came stomping in pissed off. "What's all that noise!?" He said demanding an answer. I was so ready to tell him. "Xavier her back, it's invected! She'll die if-". Xavier interrupted me. He slowly walked to me and whispered. "Look if you don't keep your voice down and don't stop worrying about her, you'll get both of us killed".

"What the hell am I supposed to do? Watch her die?" I whispered trying to reason with him. Xavier let out a huge breath. "Do what you need to survive cause you can't escape from him" He said sadly. Minutes later, he left the room just like that.

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