Shattered #Wattys2016

Chapter 37

"I'm exhausted," My mind thought. I was still standing there. The noose around my neck. I had been like this since the sun began to go down the day before. I couldn't sleep. I f I did I'd be hanging myself. I was starting to doze. I couldn't sleep. I wanted to so badly. My eyes hurt from staying up for so long. Normally I can, but that's with 5 cups of coffee in me. But without food or anything to drink, my body needed to rest, and I couldn't let it do that. My feet hurt from staying up on them too long. My wrist ached, everything ached. I watched as the sun was rising, knowing something was going to go down, and soon. He said he wanted to have some fun with me before he killed me. My eyelids flickered as I tried to keep them open. It was near to impossible now. I needed sleep.

"No," I said to myself. If I kept myself talking I could wake up more.

"Stay awake," I said weakly, my voice nearly silent. I finally heard the door open. He walked in a smug smile on his face.

"Good morning detective. How did you sleep?"

I stayed silent. I just looked at him in exhaustion The muscles in my back and shoulders were stiff and sore.

"Well, I slept quite well,". He sat in the chair that was originally mine. What I would give to sit in it now. He held a mug in his hand, and the smell of perfectly brewed coffee entered me. I wanted some, so badly it hurt. My mind was swimming in the warm substance that ran from my throat to my stomach. He took a long sip.

"Of course, you slept wonderfully. Now maybe our game can be played the correct way, don't you think?" He smirked. My legs were shaking and my body was trying to relax. I fought against it. He went over to the rope, I watched him, waiting for him to pull it tighter to strangle the life out of me. He smirked, then untied it, letting me fall to the floor on my side. I gave an exhausted sigh.

"That's better...I'll let you rest a while, then the real fun can begin," He said before leaving me alone in the room again. I remained on the floor. Sleep fighting to consume me. Every limb in my body was welcoming it, but my subconscious was fighting to stay awake, to be prepared for anything. My hands were still cuffed behind me, numb from the lack of circulation, but i knew better, if anything i could think better if i at least got a couple moments of sleep. I shut my eyes, the soft light of the rising sun told me it was rather early. I could smell the morning dew and flowers opening up to catch the suns rays. It was peaceful, for the situation at hand, to which i welcomed openly.

The drive had us on the rode still. I was half awake after sleeping. Crying my eyes out actually. Jay was my one and only. With her, I could be myself. I was wondering if i could without her, but I could not stand to think of it. I sat up, my head still on the bundled up jacket as a make-shift pillow. I watched the blurred look of the trees, their evergreen leaves catching the open sun almost, angelically. It gave me a new sense of hope that we could save her.

"You're up. Good. I was kind of missing you being annoying for a moment," Captain Nelson smirked as he  glanced at me, then kept his gaze on the rode. There was no one on the road except us and the convoy that followed us.

"Funny," I said as I looked out the window. I wasn't in the mood for his antics.

"I'm only trying to lighten the mood," He said.

"I know...I'm just so worried about her. I hope...I hope when we find her, she's ok," I say as I look at the asphalt, zooming towards us  and under the car. 

"We will find her. We just have to get there in time. By now he's done toying with her. He'll try and kill her as slowly as possible, meaning the sooner we get there, the less damage will be inflicted on her," He said calmly. I nodded and continued looking out the towards the blurred scenery, praying for the best.