My life, is complicated. At school, I'm invisible. I'm not bullied, I'm not popular, just unnoticed. But I guess that makes it easier to keep my secrets. I wish that it was like that at home though... At home, I'm beaten. Day and night. I guess I de...
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Sitting on the swings in the abandoned park, I heard a rustle in the bushes behind me. I swung my head around now fully alert and called out. "Hello?" No answer followed. Not feeling so safe anymore I turned only to bump into something hard. That wasn't there before? I looked up to see a masked face. I gasped and stepped back but just as I did someone from behind grabbed me from behind and a cloth was pressed again my lips. Fighting and kicking I tried to hold my breath. My heart was thumping against my chest like crazy and tears filled my eyes from the burning in my lungs. I crave oxygen but my brain tells me not to breathe. I looked up at my masked attacker, mentally begging him to let me go, only to see determination in his eyes. I feel a blow to my stomach and almost suck in a breath of air, but I'm just as determined as they are. I kick harder and try to break free, but I don't succeed.
My lungs are screaming at me to breathe, but who knows what will happen when I'm unconscious. I decide to fall limp in his arms, pretending to have breathed in the toxins. He removes the cloth and throws me over his shoulder. "Hey! Be careful with her, we need her in good condition." I hear one of my capturers whisper shout. "I know! I'm not an idiot" I hear the man who's carrying me growl back and a slap following. I almost flinch but that would obviously show I'm awake, so I restrain myself from doing so. In good condition for what? As soon as that thought entered my mind I felt myself getting thrown onto a hard surface, and a door slam. I assume it's a car, most likely a van. I wait a few minutes more until I decide to take a look.
I slowly open my eyes and see no one with me. So I choose to sit up a little and lean against a wall. I sigh, out of all the people, it had to be me. It wasn't even dark out! someone had to have seen, but it would've just been my luck that no one has a clue of what just happened other than me and my capturers. I felt the van jolt forward and I gasp rather loud. I slap a hand over my mouth, praying no one heard. I try to listen in on their conversation, but I can't hear anything other than the quiet humming of the van.
A pain in my stomach woke me from my thoughts and I raised my shirt, looking at the source. Where they punched me replaced my tanned skin with a sickly deep purple and yellow bruise the size of a dinner plate. Wincing I rolled my shirt back down. I'm not going down without a fight. I will not be broken, not by these guys.
We came to a stop and I got back into the position they left me here in, still pretending that I was unconscious. The back opened and a cold wind washed over me. "Jeez, how much chloroform did she breathe in?" I heard one guy ask. "enough" Answered another. I felt myself being lifted up and carried. Oh god where am I going. I felt myself going up a few steps and then dropped onto something soft. "Leave her there until she wakes up". I hear a new voice say. "Yes boss" 2 others say in unison. I hear a door slam, then silence.
I peek through my eyelids then when I see no one I sat up then sighed. I looked around the room, I was sitting on a thin mattress, and There was a small dresser in the corner. I saw 2 doors then got excited. But I knew it couldn't be that easy. I took another glance around the room then stood up and rushed towards one of the doors. slightly turning it, I realized it was locked and changed doors. I prayed and when it turned completely, I almost felt hope.
Peeking through I became disappointed when I discovered it was a bathroom. I opened the door fully and observed the inside. There was a sink, a toilet, a mirror, and a few draws. rummaging through the draws I only found a few flannels, lady's products, and toilet paper. Sighing I returned back to the room and starting investigating the dresser. I only found a few pairs of clothes. Well, I wouldn't even class them as clothes! There were a few skimpy dresses, and... inappropriate underwear. What do these people want me for? Whatever it is, it can't be good.
I sat back down on the little mattress and tears started to fill my eyes. When I said I wanted to get taken away, I didn't mean kidnapped. But I guess I wasn't that specific. Be careful what you wish for, I guess...
A/N Hello fellow humans. Thank you once again for reading this book. I'm sorry this chapter was a bit shorter ,but hey, I'm tired. Anyway, I was going to see if you strange humans could help me. What should they want her for? Should she get sold? Made a slave? something else? You people could help choose! Thank you again for reading and I'll see you again next chapter!
