Knight In Shinning Camo BK1

Chapter One: Jessica

"Jessica!" I roll my eyes as i hear banging on the door and a man shouting my name. That man, Yegor, is the reason I've been stuck here since I was two. He took me from an orphanage and brought me here. I sigh and continue to ignore him and carefully sit on the bed of hay. Since yesterdays beating, it left me more determined to find a way out of this place.

Flash back

Today has defiantly been a long one. After cleaning multiple guard's rooms I am now making Yegor his dinner. He has demanded for me to be the one to serve his meals daily as he enjoys my cooking. I think its just his way to torture me further. As i pour the stew into a bowl, he enters and sits at the table. Quickly grabbing the utensils and bowl I walk over to where he is seated and place it in front of it. I walk back to the kitchen section of the room and start cleaning up but before i can grab the pot, i am tugged back roughly by my hair.  I close my eyes as the pain was horrible. When I open them I'm face to face with a very angry Yegor. "Why do you test me so?" I can never tell what will trigger his anger, but what ever i did, it defiantly hit the mark. "Answer me" he screams as he pulls my hair even more. 

"What did I do?" I whimper in pain as his hand continues to hold a fierce grip in my hair. "Seriously! How stupid are you woman! You should now hows things are meant to be after twenty five years" he grits out. I have no idea what I have done, so i stay silent. "My meal is to be placed on the table when I arrive. Immediately!" Without another thought he swings me across the room by my hair and throws me into the wall. Laying on the floor I cradle my head in pain. Before I could react any further i feel pain in the right side of my jaw and then in my stomach. For what seemed like hours but ended up being minutes, he continued to hit me. Silence followed until i heard him scoot his chair in and his spoon hitting the bowl. "Dmitry" Yegor yells. I curl up against the the wall hoping nothing further would happen to me. My whole body aches especially my right side of my face. I glance towards the entry way to see Dmitry enter. "Sir?" he asks. "Please take her back to her room" Yegor states then goes back to eating his stew. Dmitry simply nods, pulls me up by my feet and leads me out of the room. I groan in pain as he walks a fast pace. Once we arrived to my room, he pushed me making me land on the floor, then closed the door.

 I slowly pick my self up and stood by the door making sure there was no more footsteps. I try opening the door and luckily Dmitry didn't lock it. Opening the door slowly i quickly peak in the hall. I'm done! I promised my self after the last time he beat me, I would leave this place once and for all if he laid his hand on me once more. 

For now my plan is to get the younger children into my room and then wait til its the open window to escape. Walking down the hallway quickly i make it to the room three doors down. Opening it I find all four children talking in a corner. The smile when they see me at first, but quickly fades due to taking in my appearance. Without even looking in a mirror, I know I am in rough shape. "Come children. To my room now. Quickly and quietly" I say. They scurry to their feet and stand behind me, ready to follow. When the all way is clear, i lead them to my room.

Once inside i close the door and place a chair under the door handle. I turn to the oldest child that is seven. "Tessie, can you help me? I am going to move these crates and chests in front of the door" i tell her. We move quickly barricading the door. "Thanks Tessi. Now lets make up a spot for you guys to lay down." 

End flash back

 "Jessica! Do you want another beating! Open the fucking door now!" I ignored him again. There isn't anything they can do that will make me any worse off, could it? I mean I have been stuck in this hell hole for twenty five years. These four walls have been my sanctuary. I have never been physically harmed in this room. How? I'm still not sure after all these years. 

I've been trying to find a way out with out getting caught by the many guards that are around the compound. I started figuring out everyone's schedules and routines since i had turned eighteen. Five years ago i was ready to escape but they changed their normal routine. Instead of just trafficking drugs they added weapons.Mae said they have also started trafficking women and children but I am not in the building where that is taking place. She told me that it's in the north building. More men appeared to the compound due to increased dealings which made it impossible for me to leave like planned. 

So I have had to stay here.  I've never been allowed to go outside. Yes, the last time i was able to see the sun or rain was back when I was two. Sadly I don't even remember it because of being so young. When I'm not cleaning or cooking i'm stuck in these four walls. With hay and potato sacks in a pile on the ground for a bed. Clothes that are faded, covered in holes and at times forced to wear layers just to make sure my visiable skin is covered completely. 

Growing up here wasn't all that bad until i turned sixteen. At a younger age I was kept under watch of another women but when i turned eight, I never saw her again. At the age of eight I was turned into a maid. Told cook and clean as demanded. At the age of  sixteen I was raped by Yegor. It wasn't a regular thing but it did happen randomly since the first time.  Pushing back the scraps of potato sack and then some hay I uncovered a variety of different sized papers. I have been snatching papers every chance I had so I can record the guards schedules.  I glanced at my papers to reread them trying to remember every detail.

 "Dammit" I hear his thick Russian accent again through the door. I hear his footsteps fading away. The young kids, who are now sleeping peacefully were very grateful. The four girls ages are two, four, six, seven. The ones already eight were in a different part of the building then us. I was unable to even get close to any of them. I'm glad I was able to get to at least these kids because i couldn't bare the thought of them going through everything I have these past twenty five years. I hope I can get them all out safely. 

 I heard a whimper from across the room. I look up to see a brown curly haired  two year old, Nala whimpering in her sleep. After covering my papers with the hay and then the potato sack, I walk over and rub her back gently until the whimpering stops.  I had taken majority of the potato sacks and hay from my bed and made them a spot furthest from the door. I check on each child then head back over to my 'bed' and sit down with my back and head leaning against the wall. I try my hardest to stay awake knowing Yegor will be back.

Luckily I was able to get a basic clock that was run on batteries in the room a couple years ago to help time the men's schedule.Its now been  approximately six hours since Yegor has banged on the door.  I'm surprised he didn't come back within minutes and try banging the door down. Something definitely is wrong. But what? Its too quiet. Way to quiet...

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