All I Want (Completed) !Under Editing!

Chapter 24

The next day. The day that I might get killed or not. The day that might be my last day. I really did want to spend my last day, skinny dipping or robbing a store, maybe a bank. Or kissing my husband, it really depends on what age I am when I die. And yet, I am tied to this stupid chair!! Can they at least let me punch someone before I die. I need to take my last bit of anger out on someone. Perfreably my mother, but I am also planning that I may make it out alive. I may have a slim chance, but I just want to do something big and bad before I die. Or at least go out with a bang. you know what I am still a virgin. I don't wanna die a virgin!! You know what sex is over rated. I heard that it hurts your first time, and as much as I don't want to die a virgin, i might just want to stay a virgin rather then getting raped or something like that.

"The time is almost here." A very familiar voice said, "The time I get my baby girl back."

"Yet, I promised Tyler he would get to see you one last time. But that's not until about an hour." A dagger was pulled out from behind her back.

I would fight back of it wasn't for this dumb ass chair!! I sturrgled to move, to get out of this chair. I still have nothing but the pieces of cloth that are covering my underwear from my dress that my mother just had to ruin. You know what, she doesn't deserve to be called my mother, i will call her....um.....I guess the wicked bitch of the west will work for now.

"Oh look, its the wicked bitch of the west. Where are your flying monkeys?" I asked teasingly, wanting to show her how much I didn't care that she had a dagger.

No wonder I have always been a bad liar. My voice just has a different tone to it.

"You know you put up a facade right? That you aren't strong at all. Your as weak as a wolf pup all alone at 2 months old." That was cold, she know's my favorite animal is a wolf.

"Don't try and make me feel like a coward that I know I am. I am as weak as a wolf pup. But you know what, wolf pups learn and grow to get strong. And I am still learning. I will get out of here and I will grow. I am weak, but I am pretty damn strong to admit that." I have always been told that I put up a facade. And I always give them all the same answer. I am weak,  but am very strong to admit that I am. Their are certain things that I can do and can't do and thats why I have friends. To help me get through it.

"Strong and weak are two different things. You are weak, and as much as you always say that you are strong, only shows that your weakness is being alone. No one is here for you. As long as your alone, then you are the weakest person here. Your strength is gone. I will make you afraid, I may only have an hour, but that doesn't mean I can do it." She threatened.

"Do your worst, I doubt by the end of this hour I will be afraid." I challenged, which was probably the stupidest thing I could've ever said.

It was complete torture. She did so many things to me I can't name it all. I said to myself sticks and stones will break my bones but words will never hurt me. She kept telling me that Clayton only did it because he wanted the money. She told me my friends pitied me and that that was why they hung out with me. I was told no one really liked me. They all just pitied me because of what went down with Tyler.

I knew she was wrong, that she was lying to me, but my heart and head started to believe her. I had hope but everytime I told her she was lying, she cut me. Blood dripped everywhere on my body. And that every cut would remind me of what she said. My blood trickled down everywhere, except for my private parts, which I was glad for. Blood ran down my legs, arms, neck. She knew anatomy pretty well because my neck was cut in places where it wouldn't make me bleed out badly and possibly kill me.

Every single word she said drilled into my head, with each word she cut me. If I said she was lying, she went a little deeper. Sometimes the blood would clot and close, so she would go back and reopen it. It hurt like hell, and yes I did scream. I wanted it to be over. I knew I couldn't ete her win. But she knew exactly what to do to make me screm and yell at her no. I wanted her to stop. She needed to stop. I couldn't believe her, no matter what she said or else she would win, and i'm not one to back down.