16 a sick trap

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I woke up in a room with grey walls. The cracks were filled with mildew and mold and smelled like cat pee and wet dog. It seemed familiar. Maybe it was the same cat I petted at the store, or maybe the old lady rocking in a while chair.
"What?" I look around. Amber is no where in sight.
"Oh hello dearest!" Izzy says a scary smile on her face. "What have you done with amber?" I scream tears forming. I was sitting on a bed my hands chained. "I don't know where your friend is, but I don't care. All that matters is that my husband has a good time with you." I shiver. "G-Good time?" I ask. Scared.
"Yes. He wants a good time with me , but as you can see I'm much to old for his likes. He wants someone young and..." She came close to my ear, "a virgin" she smirked. I kicked and tyres every possible way to get out of these chains but nothing worked. "NEVER" I scream.
"I'm not-" I started. I took a breath in. "I'm not loosing anything to a old geizer." I say darkness in my eyes.
"I don't care. You will do as I say or else..."
"Or else what?" I asked. She snapped her fingers and the chains started pulling apart very slowly. I flinch. "Stop!" The pain was unbarreble.
"What do you want? Money? Property?" I ask dreadfully.
The old man walked in and look at me. He smiled. But not the nice kind. "Your sick." I mutter and he started to undress. I shut my eyes as tight as possible. I didn't need at junk in my brain...
I screamed. She both laughed. "Ugh, why the hell are you even doing this?!" I scream.
"BEACUSE. And shut you mouth. Izzy, undress her!" He ordered she got up and started walking towards me. Then, as soon as she touched me, my warrior reflexes clicked on. I kicked her hard in the stomach. She topples over in pain. "Hey!" He screams. "Want to be next bastard?" I smirked my eyes still closed. He was naked and I didn't want any part of his horror show. He 'growled' at me and lunged for me. Just as her came close to me head, I head budded him. He walked back words as of he were drunk and fell down. But after he came back to reality. I hissed.
"LEAVE. ME. ALONE!" I screamed. The last one was so loud it made him fall over and black out. I breath heavily. Whew.
'Amber?' I say mentally, no reply. I reach for my knife that the old people don't realize I had and cut the chain. I rub my wrists that were red for burn.
'Don't worry amber, I'll find you.'

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