I woke up in a dark room. I was chained up my arms over my head and my legs were shoulder length apart. well hell i thought.
i also noticed i wasn't wearing the same thing. i had a skirt on it was tight at the top then got almost puffy. didn't go far passed my butt though. go figure i also had a tank top on. it had zippers up the sides and buttons on the straps... wtf...
i just hung there for awhile. i could see some outlines of things but could not tell what it was unless it was close to me.
soon a bright light came on. i had to shut my eyes and look away.
"good morning princess"
i finally looked up now that my eyes had gotten used to the light.
i just glared at him.
"so what's your name? mine is Luke."
again i just stared at him.
"come on princess i wanna hear that beautiful voice of yours."
i still didn't say anything
"well you don't wanna talk that's fine. we will make you talk"
he nods to the group of guys. one dude goes to a shelf while the other comes to me.
he unzipped the sides and unbuttoned the straps.
well that's the reason for that. i thought.
i refused to talk. it would not help anyway. they will still do what they wanna anyway.
after my shirt was off i was a Lil red faced.
" oh princess look at your new best friend."
i look up and gasp. its a long whip with something on the end.
"look at the terror in your beautiful blue eyes"
i was determined not to scream no matter how bad it hurts.
he starts swinging.
i scream in my mind. it cut through my skin and the end went deep in the skin. it was like an arrow head.
he hit me several times more. across the stomach chest and back.
my palms were bleeding from my finger nails digging into the skin. id also gritted my teeth.
it was making him very angry that this wasn't goin how he planned
why isn't she crying or screaming yet?
id been cut all over my front and back except one place. i was bleeding so much.
oh there's one place left he thought.
get puts all his strength in the last blow. it hit over both nipples. bullseye
i could not help but scream now. the pain was unbearable.
the last thing i remember was seeing that evil looking grin on his face.
i black out.
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life in the fast lane
Teen Fictionit's about teens street racing, making money, and being popular. what will become of it? will it be a good thing? enjoy!