Hide Me - Dolan Twins

One - Can you feel it through

Drip. Drip. Drip.
Guiliana (pronounced Julianna) counted along to the rhythm of the murky water in her head as it fell from the broken tap in the corner of the disgruntled room for the millionth time that day. It left a weird metallic smell in the air but she had grown accustomed to it in the months she had been here, although that wasn't the only thing she grew used to; such as the sharp but dull pain in her wrists, the heaviness of her eyelids and burning of her eye lobes caused by her lack of sleep, and the ache in her stomach due to lack of food. But despite the pain she was enduring she held through. Not for any sad or meaningful reason just why not. Why not want to live? It's not like she would be here forever right? Not that she knew how long she had been in this torn down room anyways. She had stopped keeping track of the days about two weeks ago as her mind was no longer capable of remembering. There was no doubt in her mind that soon she would forget where she was and how she had gotten here.

And just like clockwork the damaged door at the front of the room opened with a stale creak and in walked her daily visitor. Guiliana didn't bother to look up or plead for help as she did during her first weeks here which led to an immediate loss of her voice, instead she closed her eyes in an aim to make herself vanish from the man's sight. He did the usual; walk around the makeshift bed (a flimsy piece of cardboard and a tattered blanket) and survey her demeanor, double-check that the rope connecting her to the metal pole on the wall was still properly in place, allow her to use the toilet that was positioned in the corner of the room, and provide her with a cup of questionable water.

"He smells like cigerattes"
she noted in her head as he lifted it and allowed her to drink. She also took notice of the dried blood stains on his knuckles but that was nothing new.

A/N: Keep reading. Trust me.