Fenced In

Chapter 2.

I cross my arms in front of me waiting for the guard to inspect me. 

I'm next they are doing Harry right now. I try my best not to look at him. I don't want to. 

"Fuck you." I hear Harry whisper to the guard.

I close my eyes trying to forget that I'm here. I stuck in deep breaths and let them go they come out shaky.

I know they won't kill Harry. He's one of the best workers. 

But, they will punish him. 

I hear the guards fist connect with Harry's stomach. He grunts a little but I know he's trying his best not to let the gaurd know that it hurt him. 

I try my best to control myself. 

"Do it for Jackson you cannot leave him." I tell myself.

If I didn't have Jackson here. There would be no doubt in my mind that I would of killed myself my now. 

I hear a gun go off and more screaming. I squeeze my eyes shut tighter. 

"Are you ready to go?" my mom says.

"Yes just give me a second." I tell her. I go in my room and grab my purse. I trug back down my stairs. "Ok now I'm ready."

We step out of the door into the hot summer air. Breathing in the freshly cut grass and the smell of hamburgers on the grill. 

I wait for my mom to unlock the door but she's taking a lifetime. 

I look across the road to the neighbors and my eyes meet a curly-haired boys. 

We just stare at each other. I don't know for how long. 

His stare burns a hole in my causing goosebumps to arise on my skin. 

I force myself to look away.

"Are you gonna get in to car or not?" I hear my mom say.

"Oh yeah, sorry." 

My thought gets interrupted by the guard forcing me to unfold my arms. My breath hitches but at look at Harry and he gives me a reassuring nod. 

The guard reaches up and cress's my hair. I force myself not to pull away as the leather to his gloves squeak as his hand reaches the bottom of my muddy hair. Look at him, he's not even man enough to show his face. All these people are cowards. They are just here to get their money. Forcing us to work for them like their slaves. 

Who am I kidding we are their slaves.  

He trails his hands down my arms and legs making sure I have no injuries. 

He goes to check my throat and nose but my body pulls away.

"I didn't mean-" 

I get cut off by the tip of the man's gun hitting right next to my eye. My knees almost give out but I force them not to. I will surely be killed. 

I feel the blood run down my cheek and drip off my face hitting the ground. 

He grabs me by the throat tightly but not tight enough to choke me. 

I open my mouth and he sticks a Popsicle stick into my mouth shoving my tongue down. 

After he is done he shoves me to the ground.  

He takes out his gun and points it at my direction.

"This is it. My time." I think to myself. 

I close my eyes hoping for it to be done soon and painless. I roll my head to the side resting my cheek on the ground waiting for it to happen. 

"Ellie get up." I hear Harry whisper. 

I open my eyes and the guard is onto the next person.