Summer Camp

Chapter Four*

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing

Roman Calvary choirs are singing

Be my mirror, my sword, and shield

My missionaries in a foreign field

~Coldplay Viva La Vida 

**Alex's POV**

"One of them is awake," whispered one of the men, "I can hear the breathing." The other man quieted down, listening to my breathing. I tried to steady my breath, I stayed as quiet as possible, trying not to move, but it was hard with the alcohol. The buzz made me want to squirm and move around, but I knew that I couldn't.

"See which one's awake, Matt," said the other man. They both started looking at the girls, trying to figure out which girl was awake. I wasn't sure if it was the alcohol or the fear, but I shook my body as the man called Matt, bent over my body.

It was dark in the room, but I could make out his crude features. Matt had jagged hair, and a sharp face. She was piercing eyes, and a scar that led from his temple to the corner of his mouth. It covered the left side of his face, making him look cruel. Matt grinned down at me, watching as I opened my mouth to scream.

"Don't scream, little girl," he whispered, him hand suddenly covering my  mouth. I screamed as much as I could through his hand, but it was muffled so greatly that no one could hear. I squirmed as much as I could trying to get this man off of me. Matt laughed at my attempts to get free, and pinned me to the cot. He placed his other hand on my bare stomach, stopping me from moving. 

"I found her," said Matt to the other man as I tried to scream again.

"Good," he said, "Now keep her quite!"

Matt tightened his grip, making so I could barely move. I kept struggling as much as I could, until I was tired of squirming. I stopped moving, tears coming to my eyes.

Matt felt me relax and started to shift his grip. The second I felt him lighten his grip, I jerked away, letting out an ear piercing scream.

I heard the girls in the room wake up at the startling noise, but soon I was flying across the room. Matt threw me as hard as he could, leaving me whimpering on the ground. My back hit the ground, and then my head. 

My head spun, but soon I noticed Matt holding a gun out. He had it trained on me. I let out a whimper, as fear clawed through my chest, and terror left me on the ground crying.

"Get away," I said, my voice cracking, as I sobbed. Awful thoughts ran through my head of what would happen to us.

"You're one to be talking," said Matt letting out a laugh, "I'm the one with the gun pointed at your head."

Suddenly, the cries died in my throat and anger started coming out.

"Why can't handle a little girl," I taunted, "Too baby to deal with me yourself?"

"Shut up," he growled.

"Why," I asked, "Your not going to anything."

"I said shut up," said Matt, getting angrier.

"Baby," I muttered. I let out a scream as Matt's hand made contact with my cheek. I cupped my face, covering the burning mark. 

"I told you to shut up," he said, satisfied. I stayed on the floor, as the world spun around me. Everything was spinning, all I heard was shouts and screams.