Kiddnaped by Cannibals

Nine

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I shook, the pain in my side violent and aggressive, it raged inside of me. I couldn't hold in the tears of pain that rolled down my cheeks while I held the wound closed. He kneeled trying to apologize for the pain I was in.

"I'm, I'm so sorry." He badgered trying to help me stop the bleeding.

"Go, run, before they come!" I exclaimed, I could see the hurt in his beautiful ocean blue eyes as he left me there, he unlocked the back door and ran out into the woods.The sound of the other barn door opening,caused me to immediately shoot my gaze to the bullet hole, I had complete faith in him to shoot me in the right spot without killing me and I was right, I knew enough about science to know when he shot me he missed my vital organs, just nipping fat and muscle.

"CHRISTINE!" Hamish yelled as I looked up to him tears in my eyes. I had always been a good liar, and this was an excellent time to use my talent.

"H... Hamish, he got out and he... he shot me." I cried he reached to the wound to assist me in stopping the bleeding.

"PA! BENJI!" He yelled exasperation and panic in his voice. Pa and Benji ran into the barn and I seen Pa look from me to the empty cage to the open back door.

"You let him go." He said, and fear Slammed into me.

"W... no I didn't." I said trying to hide my lie once again. He grabbed me, and he dragged me to the basement of the barn, my bullet hole tore and billed causing me to yelp, he got down the stairs into a room with a chair and a furnace, he threw me at the chair. I fell into it, slamming against the cold metal, it so cold it burned to the touch.

"Hamish, clean her wound, Benji and I will finish making breakfast then we'll come back. They Broke you Christine, I thought I could look past the fact that you wouldn't eat our food but this, This I can't get over, they ruined my precious daughter, and now, I must fix you." He announced as he left the dark, cold and fear drenched basement.
Hamish stitched up my gunshot with some metal wire and a sewing needle, I'm almost one hundred percent sure I'd get Tetanus from the rusted wire he had pierced through my skin. Pa came almost exactly after Hamish had finished the stiches. Benji tied my hands, and feet to the chair with sharp, wires that dug into my skin , Pa put a metal pole-like item in the furnace. He sauntered to me, the metal red hot and his eyes were feral, like a tiger watching its prey, Hamish and Benji looked at me wary, and I could see pain in their eyes, that was inexistent in Pa's, fear prickled in me.

"Christine, what is your favorite meal?" He asked me, I looked at him baffled at the question, but before I could coax up a lie the first truth to them flew out of my mouth.

"Pizza of course." My tied down hands couldn't prevent the truth from pouring out of me, my dam of lies had broken and everything from now on was truth. Pain seemed to race through his features when he pressed the red-hot pole to my shoulder, I screamed at the top of my lungs the pain so violent it burned me from the inside out. He removed the pole and returned the metal in the furnace to heat it again.

"Now Christine, what's your favorite food?" He asked. Between the falling of tears and the burning sensation that fueled my body I choked out a word.

"Y-young man thigh!." I cried out the answer he wanted, a sort of weak smile was laced in his expression.
"Now Christine tell me why you let him go?" He asked me.

"I...I didn't pa." I whimpered, he sighed in response and pressed the burning hot Pole into my leg, my wails and calls for him to stop echoed throughout the room, it hurt so much I could barely breathe, the hot metal boiled through my flesh, the blood trying to escape the wound melting to the hot fiery metal's touch bubbling and boiling on my fresh smoldering wound, the smell of my own burning flesh made me want to gag, and nothing I could do could silence the excruciating pain that consumed me.