Britney's Back

Somebody Find Me!!

CHAPTER ELEVEN

WHITNEY'S POV!!!!!!!!!

I think it has been a month and a half since I have been kidnapped. Why did I have to have special powers?

Everyday I get injected with wolfsbane and silver to keep me from mind linking and shifting. I can't even talk to my wolf!

The beatings keep getting worse and worse. On the first day I just got punched a couple of times. Now they like to use "toys" to hurt me. They take pleasure when I scream or cry. I haven't given them that satisfaction in a while and it is starting to piss them off.

I don't know who they are. All I know is that they are rouges who took me because of their power and greed. The leader is the one who uses the "toys" on me the most. The toys are basically anything silver and covered or soaked in wolfsbane. It could range from fake hands on sticks to chains to whips to bow and arrows or swords.

Let me tell you this:

IT HURTS LIKE A MOTHER FUCKING BITCH!!!!!!!!!

I think we are about five hours North of the RedBlood pack. Or my pack I guess. I really need someone to rescue me. But that is okay. I can wait. You want to know why. Because one of these days someone will slip up and forget to put chains on me at night. Or lock the doors. Or guard me. And my personal favorite forget my daily injection.

The injection forgeting might only help so much. I am still weak no matter what. They don't give me enough to eat or drink. I am on the brink of starvation and dyhdration. When I do get feed or given a drink it is usually drugged. And let me tell ya:

IT IS NOT FUN!!!!

(When this began)

I had nothing to say

And I get lost in the nothingness inside of me

(I was confused)

I let it all out to find

That I'm not the only person with these things in mind

(Inside of me)

But all that they can see the words revealed

Is the only real thing that I've got left to feel

(Nothing to lose)

Just stick, hollow and alone

And the fault is my own, and the fault is my own

I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real

I wanna let go of the pain I've felt so long

(Erase all the pain till it's gone)

I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I'm close to something real

I wanna find something I've wanted all along

Somewhere I belong

And I've got nothing to say

I can't believe I didn't fall right down on my face

(I was confused)

Looking everywhere only to find

That it's not the way I had imagined it all in my mind

(So what am I)

What do I have but negativity

'Cause I can't the way everyone is looking at me

(Nothing to lose)

Nothing to gain, hollow and alone

And the fault is my own, and the fault is my own

I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real

I wanna let go of the pain I've felt so long

(Erase all the pain till it's gone)

I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I'm close to something real

I wanna find something I've wanted all along

Somewhere I belong

I will never know myself until I do this on my own

And I will never feel anything else until my wounds are healed

I will never be anything till I break away from me

I will break away, I will find myself today

I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real

I wanna let go of the pain I've felt so long

(Erase all the pain till it's gone)

I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I'm close to something real

I wanna find something I've wanted all along

Somewhere I belong

I wanna heal, I wanna feel like somewhere I belong

I wanna heal, I wanna feel like somewhere I belong

Somewhere I belong

The song is "Somewhere I Belong" by Linkin Park.

Right now I want to go home to the place I already do belong. I want to be able to heal and feel like I belong again. I don't want to be beaten. They keep saying that if I tell them about my wolf they will let me go. I may be drugged, but does it look like I'm stupid. They aren't going to let me out. They will kill me. Ohh Nooo the door is opening!!!!!

"How is it going bitch!! You ready to tell me the truth yet? I promise I won't hurt you" the leader of the rouge people said.

I didn't answer. I just stayed quiet like I normally have decided to do. I guess he got pissed because he punched me across the face a couple of times. Now my face hurts like a god damn bitch. What is his problem? I'm pretty sure he has some severe issues.

" Okay. Act like that then. I will eventually get my answers out of you." He says as he pulls out a silver whip soaked in wolfsbane.

SHHHIIIIITTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!

"You better count as I hit you or we will start over. You know the drill by now. I might just stop at 100 today since I am feeling pretty generous" He says as he gives me a gash in my back from the whip.

I count ot loud:

one
two
three
four
.........
fifty-seven
fifty-eight
fifty-nine
sixty
sixty-one
sixty-two
............
ninety-five
ninety-six
ninety-seven
ninety-eight
ninety-nine
ONE HUNDRED!!!!!!!!!!

By the time he was done whipping me one hundred fucking times, I was on the verge of passing out. I wish somebody would just find me already. I am loosing to much blood and me crying for the past two hours hasn't helped. Uh ohhh!! I'm starting to feel really light headed. Noooo!!! I can't go to sleep or I will pass out! What if I never wake up again?!??!!!?!?! But by that time it was to late.

The darkness welcomed me. Even though I didn't want it to. Maybe everything happens for a reason.

That was the last thing Whitney thought until she slipped into a coma.