Chapter 3: Schadenfreude

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"Solitary confinement?!" My heart felt as if it stopped. Shit

I was yanked up by my arm by the Frenchman, the chair falling back with a thud and my heels dug into the ground.

"Wait! Please! Don't put me in solitary! " My heart went from frozen to racing, I struggled in his tight grasp, becoming frantic.

" Oi! Shut up cunt and grow a pair"  The Aussie growled, casually sipping from his mug like nothing was wrong

"No! No! " I felt myself being picked up and I did only what I could. I whipped my head back.

CRUNCH

The snapping and tearing of bone and sinew followed by an anguished cry filled my ears as I held my pained head. I turned around and saw the Frenchman cupping his nose, blood pouring in between his gloved fingers and pooling on the floor at his feet.

" 'OU BROKE MAH FUCKING NOSE!" he spat at me, his enraged eyes staring me down with an unbridled fury.

I knew I was in deep shit as I felt my stomach drop and my body turned ice cold. I couldn't believe I had just done that. I broke his fucking nose. My mind went blank.

My arms and legs are flying, grabbing at hands and arms that tried to control me but I fought. I fought back and I won't give up until I couldn't move anymore.

"OI! She's out of bloody control!"

" Get her arms! She vill veaken soon!"

"Sacre Bleu!"

I fight for my life.

"Enough of this, OI'll take care 'o you!"

Just then, everything went black as I felt the cold hard handle of a gun come down on the back of my head.



"Mommy? Daddy? Where are you? "

"They aren't here any more Helena. They are gone"

"Where did they go?"

"They are burning in Hell. If you don't do as you are told, you will go to Hell too"

                                                              You are nothing

                                                                                      You are a burden.

                                          God doesn't want you. No one does. You are a sinner.

  That's why your parents killed themselves. You are a thief, and you will always be a thief.



My eyes slowly opened. Blurred shapes and objects obscured in a fuzzy darkness.

My poor head pulsed in pain, a dull ache at the base of my skull.

"Mother fucker" I reached to rub my pounding head to find that I couldn't move.

I tried to open my eyes, but immediately shut ,for the light shining above me was blinding. I couldn't move. I couldn't even see.








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