Chapter 3: Useless

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A/N ~ sorry it's been awhile I'm just busy with school and that but hope you enjoy

POV Ellie~
I must have blacked out because the next thing I remember was waking up with a bloody nose. I was trying to keep my self calming not have a panic attack which I felt was coming on, I have had panic attacks since I was little but I still have never got the hand of controlling them, I could feel we were still moving really fast at least it feels like that in the trunk of a car going round corners and over speed bumps but I couldn't remember hitting my face I must have smacked my face of the bottom of the trunk with all these pot holes as speed bumps, then the car came to a sudden stop.

I could hear someone open and slam a car door I guessed it was him who ever he was , I positioned myself to kick him in the face when he opened the trunk. I waited there for about 6 minutes and I couldn't hear anything outside so I moved back to a more 'comfortable' position then abruptly I heard muffled voices outside that was all I remembered before blacking out again.

I next woke up tied up to a bed god knows how long I've been out for the was light coming through the blinds that hung up in this bare blue walled room like it was abandoned, I couldn't move without anything hurting or digging in to my sides so I just stayed still and hoped someone would come and get me but I knew no one was.

There was another girls voice coming through the walls screaming for help begging for her life I teared up knowing what was happening and what was going to happen and that I couldn't scream back 'it's going to be okay' because this thing in my mouth gagging me, it tastes like rotten eggs.

I heard a door open and I moved my legs to my face and sobbed into my knees "SHUT UP" he screamed I couldn't help but cry more he came over and slapped me "SHUT UP" while still hitting me to shut up eventually I had no tears left to cry so I was left sniffing. I think he left because I was to scared to lift my head in worry he was standing there ready to slap me again.

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