"You need to learn to show respect."
I look up from the floor. The same man stands there handing me a glass of water.
I want some. I'm so thirsty my tongue is so dry it sticks to the roof of my mouth and this is all I can think about.
But I can't take it. He could have put something in it.
"Take this." He kneeled down beside me and placed it on the floor. I can't resist it. I need something or I feel as if my stomach will soon consume itself. Grabbing the glass I examine it before consuming its contents.
It taste like water. Maybe he didn't do anything to it.
"Better?" He asked trying to look me in the eyes. "Why did you take me here?" I ask as I try my hardest to look away.
"Look at me sweetheart." He says in a low soft tone. "I wanna help you. I want you to help me." My eyes meet his. "What?" I ask.
"You don't need to know about me. I do want
you to know that I'll take care of you. You won't have to worry anymore about where your next meal will come from, or if you'll be able to have somewhere to stay. You're mine."
I trembled at those words. "I don't belong to anyone but myself." I say.
A large warm hand moves a piece of hair from my face. "You're crazy." I say to him.
A harsh stinging pain ignited across my cheeks.
He pulls his hand back again and strikes me repeatedly across my whole body.
"I'm not crazy! I'm trying to save you! I'm not crazy!" He yells.
"Stop it!" I scream and cover my face.
My cries immediately trigger him to pause. Blood trailed down my face from where my nose bled.
"I-I'm sorry." He stuttered in disbelief before he got up and left locking the door behind him.
I have to get out.
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Hey guys sorry for another short chapter I've been busy with school and other things thank you for the love! I really hope people are enjoying this even tho I'm a terrible writer.
-Breezy
