Clarie's pov
I heard a loud noise that made me wince. I could see close to nothing. Chris switched off the lights before leaving.
The sound got louder and before I knew it the padlock clicked and the garage door was pulled up
Headlights flashed from the dark and in seconds Chris's Mimi van drove in
"hey cutie I'm back" he yelled from the car
Clearly he was drunk
He got out of the car and walked to the garage door almost falling over a few times
He switched on the light and locked the door
"how are you doing cutie" he breathed on me making my stomach growl in anger
I moved as he tucked my hair at the back of my ear
How I wish I could kick him so hard right now
"that Eiden is one lucky bastard" he said as he went to sit on the chair opposite me
I looked outside the small window above and saw that it was dark
Fine it's dark but what time is it
I'm here living with no sense of time
Sigh
I mumbled for him to remove the tape on my mouth because it's getting really itchy
"no... Don't even think about it" he said wiggling his index finger in front of me
"I'm not removing the tape from that pretty little mouth of yours" he grinned
I mumbled again "fine... It's when you do that" he said walking up to me "even more annoying when you talk" he stopped in front of me like he was debating if he should take the tape off my mouth
Like I wasn't suffering enough
If you ask me honestly speaking I don't know how I'm not dead either from freezing to death because of the cold or from starvation not to mention dying from the pain I get sitting down on this chair all day
I shook my head telling him I won't talk and seconds later he peeled the tape off my mouth with so much intensity leaving me with the same pain as always
I moved a bit because my butt is all cramped up my neck filled with knotted muscles that need immediate massaging and my back stiff
He walked to the van afterwards to sleep since he has filled himself up with alcohol
Yes. He sleeps in the van while I sleep on the chair
Actually I don't sleep because I'm in pain
At least today he doesn't spend hours staring at me and touching my face and hair, he's going to sleep early
He came back from the van with two blankets in his hands "see what I got for you to sleep with" he said moving his eyes from the blankets to my face
"I'm sorry for tying you up all this while" he said walking to the back
"I just didn't want you to leave" he said as he started moving things around
I felt his cold hands on my legs minutes later as he untied the rope around them.
I felt a rush of relief and freedom all of a sudden
I would have taken a swing at his jaw right now but my hands were not free yet
He pulled me up from the chair and I almost fell because my legs were all shaky. He held me and walked me to the place he made for me to sleep
'how nice' I wanted to say but drooped It. When he didn't untie my hands but bent down to take off my heels
As soon as I sat on the blanket he started to tie my legs again with the ropes
"I guess you want me to get a good night sleep" I said looking at him as he tied my legs like I were a sack of potatoes
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Taming the inner her
Ficção Adolescente"just let me go" I pleaded as I laid on the floor holding my side. As he threw me I hit my right side where my ribs are on the edge of the truck and banged my head really bad "so you really think You'll be able to leave me that easily" he said walki...
