Kiddnaped by Cannibals

Seven

○BECCA○

I jolted awake all my memories of the night before flooding into my mind, a raging river after a damn broke. Looking around me panic overwhelming me I looked at the ceiling of the room, silent tears falling from my eyes, while I reminded myself of my real family, of happiness. I wasn't exactly sure how long I layed there crying, but the sound of a rap at my door pulled me from my thoughts. Gulping I got up from the bed and lurched to the door, opening it with great trepidation. Hamish stood on the other side of the door.

"Great, your awake, Pa wanted me to bring you to the kitchen to help make breakfast." Hamish smiled, I gave him a fake smile in return.

"Sure." I stated getting out of my room and closing the door behind me, I let Hamish lead me to the kitchen.

"Great, why don't you grab an apron dear then we can make breakfast." Pa said gesturing to the aprons, I grabbed one and went to stand beside him at the counter. A torso sat in front of me, I bit my bottom lip hard, the stench that radiated of the corpse made my stomach whimper.

"I'll cut it open and give you the good stuff and you throw it in the blender were going to make a quiché, stuck your hands out so you can grab the stuff I hand you." Pa said, I remember making quiché with my mom, and I soon knew I'd never be able to make quiché again. I reluctantly stuck my hands out ,he grabbed a saw and tore into the flesh, blood oozed from were the saw tore into it. After he sawed it open he reached into it, he then grabbed some scissor like things and cut into it, I could hear the snapping of bone, when the next thing I knew he set a heart in my hand. I couldn't breathe, there was a human heart in my hand, it was warm as the blood from it soaked into my hands. Hamish grabbed my arms and helped me put the heart into the blender. I was gasping for air when Benji raced into the kitchen.

" PA I CAUGHT US FRESH MEAT!" He yelled excitedly, I felt all the blood leave my face.

" Great, Benji tell your mother and Annabella to finish breakfast, you, Christine, Hamish and I will deal with the new meat. Pa smiles wiping his hands on his apron, he left the kitchen, I couldn't move, my eyes were frozen on the heart, eventually Hamish dragged me after him out of the house and into the snow filled outside. I watched as a drop of blood fell from my hands into the snow as Hamish continued to drag me to the barn. Getting inside my eyes were pulled from my hands after hearing Pa laugh, I looked up to him, following his gaze I saw a man, he looked to be a year older than me, probably around Brad's age. Jet black hair shot from his head, styled perfectly , he had a chiseled jaw, and looked to be around six foot three. If he would have walked into my school all the girls would instantly fall head over heels for him, and I could clearly see why, he was the definition of hot, and he had the muscles to match it all, blood pooled from his forehead to the concrete, instantly reminding me of the woman. Pa gave me a smile as I looked to Hamish who had the same one, Benji had come to the barn as well. Pa grabbed my arm and led me outside the barn with Benji and Hamish following.

"When they took you from us you never had the chance to make your first kill, tomorrow night you can kill him, take it as a welcome home gift, how do you like it sweetie?" Pa asked a genuine smile plastered on his face.

"I... I don't know what to say Pa," I said forcing myself to give him a smile of my own, masking the disgust that developed inside me, were these people really that sick that they gave murder as gifts? And blended hearts for breakfast?

"That's alright, can you stitch up his face and clean up the blood in his cage while your brothers and I finish making breakfast? We don't need him dying before you can kill him right?.. and your mother's never been really good at cooking. I'll send Hamish to fetch you after its done alright?" Pa questioned as I nodded my head, he gave me a small hug and him as well as Hamish and Benji left to the house. I went into the barn. I opened the cage after getting the stitching supplies and wiping off my hands, blood still stained them, which made me want to vomit all over again. locking the cage door behind me I sauntered toward the man. He was tied up with chains to one side of the cage, I grabbed a wet towel and wiped his face.
I had thought he was asleep, but in the flash of a few seconds his chains fell from his wrist and he flew at me, shoving me in the wall, he held me off the ground with my neck, I looked at him and seen his ocean blue eyes, I hadn't seen them when he was lying on the floor venerable but now they looked like he was going to murder me.
I coughed and reached to his hands silently begging him to let me down. I tried to fight his grip, but he was the only one who could let go, I couldn't do it for him. Tears began to fall from my cheeks, something inside of me was relieved maybe he would kill me and I'd be free from this prison of psychopathic cannibals. His murderous gaze on me fell into something different, confusion maybe, that or pity, the look that seemed to follow me,he let go of my throat.
I fell to the floor coughing, and gasping for air, he stood above me looking down to me.
"I...I'm not like them... they...they took me and my friend... I'm not here to hurt you..." I gasped, he looked to me with guilt.
"I'm sorry I didn't know." He apologized, I looked around the barn and seen a door. I got up and unlocked it, his confusion increasing completely. I gave him the key that could unlock the back door of the barn that led directly to the woods. I got out of the cage and looked at him standing there confusion changing his features.
" We need to make it believable, smash my face on the wall right there, and when I hit the floor kick me a few times..." My eyes flashed to a gun on the mantle, grabbing it I handed it to him.
"Shoot me and make a run for it, if they come after you shoot them too." I said giving him a weak smile, he took the gun.
"Why are you doing this? "He asked me.
"Because if I don't, they'll make me kill you, or they'll do something else" I garbled.
"I can't shoot you, you let me go." He said.
"Do it, and if you make it to people ask them if they live in Oak Valley if they say yes, just tell them that Becca Cooper and Alex Goodwell are alive." I said to him when his gaze instantly shot to my face.
"Your one of the missing girls, aren't you?" He questioned.
"Just shoot me already, please I don't know when their coming, and I can't kill you, hurry." I pleaded looking at the door Hamish could come from at any second, I turned to face him again as he gulped guilt and pain covering his face.
"I'm so sorry." And with that he pulled the trigger.