Day Five
"Wake your sorry ass up!" Before I could react well enough Sheli was splashing a cold bucket of water on me. I gasp trying to catch my breath and remain calm. She's been waking me up like this for almost a week now and I never got use to this torture. "What the fuck is wrong with you!" I screamed lashing out towards her. She laughed smoking her cancer stick.
"You still don't get it do you?" She walked around my chair clicking those head throbbing heels. "I need your full corporation before we let you go. Enduring surgery wasn't enough for you huh?!" She stuck her finger in deep in my shot wound making me scream. "You lucky we just shot your ass for trying to run away. Artyom would've asked for you head on a stick in front of our new house.." She said so nicely like it was normal.
"Artyom really made you his bitch huh? You're a sorry peice of shit and the sad part is you don't even know how this is going to end for you." She laughed evilly throwing her head back.
"Ooo baby, I'm going to be in Bora, Bora soaking up the sun in my two piece. I didn't get these new tits for nothing. Now you on the other hand you're gonna be dead right along with anyone else who's on Rodger's side. It amazes me how sensitive and gullible you are to this man. Didn't he kick you out after saving his life?"
I shook my head looking away. She grabbed my face making me look at her, "it's a kill or be killed world." I yanked my face away from her looking at her with so much hate and anger. "You can go home now, or you can turn this hell into another one of your days." She picked up her purse walking out of the room.
🎵 "Tip toe through the window by the window that is where I'll be come tiptoe through the tulips with meeeee!"🎵
"Fuuuck! Turn it off!" I screamed clinching my teeth together hearing this song for the thousandth time all week. I scratched at the wooden chair feeling my nails break off slowly. My head was spinning and it felt like I was losing my fucking mind. The music felt like it had gotten louder and louder making me want to ball up in the corner. I hadn't seen sunlight in a week, I don't know if people are looking for me or not. I felt light headed slowly drifting off ...
•••• Day Six
"Wake up lucky charms!" I felt the water hit my skin making it feel like acid. "Please stop!" I groaned not even wanting to open my eyes anymore. "A new day, a new torture." She smiled lighting up her Newport, "aren't you ready for today?" She stooped low getting eye level with me. With all my energy I spat in her face watching the thick liquid slide down her ugly face."You stupid bitch!" She smacked me hard across my face making me and the chair fall. Every bone in my body felt weak and all I wanted to do was die at this point. I heard something click making me look up and it was her gun. "Do it! Please do it you ugly, psycho, bitch!"
She laughed slowly putting it on safety and away, "Oh no I'm not gonna kill you, I'm going to do you a huge favor." She walked over to me sitting me up in the chair. "I'm going to let you get some sunlight, c'mon in boys!" She screamed making me cover me want to cover up my ears. Two big tall guys walked in cutting the week old zip ties from my wrist picking me up off the ground. I didn't even have the energy to fight back so I let them drag me out.
I turned my head side to side looking at all the doors and the small peak of sunlight wasn't something so pleasant after all. "You wanted to go outside so bad so here!" They threw me out the door onto the turning concrete making me hop up. I skipped and hopped looking for any shade that was around. Being in the middle of nowhere was an understatement to this place. Finally I found a tree standing in the shady spot feeling better.
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Baby's Father
Non-FictionA night of just fun and partying turns into something more permanent. Follow Rodger and Camila on this twisted journey trying to figure things out. Both completely different but bonded by something they love so much.