𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐏𝐒𝐘𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐇 ━━ 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐘

seven

j a c k

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"jack, there's something you don't know about jonah..." corbyn starts.

"...but we can't tell you" he looks down at his lap.

"why? why is everything a secret with you?!" i yell in his face.

"because if we did... we probably wouldn't be alive" my eyes widen, taken aback by his words.

"he k-kills people?" i stutter over my words. he nods his head.

"yeah, there was a girl here before you, she tried to escape but didn't make it..." i just stand there, shocked.

"what happened to the girl?" i say shakily.

"well her name was maya" corbyn starts tearing up.

"she was here before all of us, 1 year before us to be exact. jonah used her for very bad things, even though she was zach's age, which is 17. his nickname for her was crystal." tears start to run down his face.

"after a long time of spying on jonah maya finally found out the passcode for the door" he points over to the steps where the door is at the top if them.

"she said that she would escape and get help for us. the night she attempted to escape, she was caught by jonah. h-he through her down the stairs and she snapped her neck. she died on the spot. we had to clean up her body..." corbyn finally broke down crying.

i don't move, i can't. i get the courage to give corbyn a big, warm hug. i start to think, that could be my future. a shiver goes up my spin just thinking about it. tears form in my eyes. how could someone do that?

kidnap a girl, rape and hurt her so many times, then killed her. he's a monster. a tear slips out of my eye but i quickly wipe it away.

"i'm sorry for what happened" i say silently.

"it's okay, you don't have to apologize, it's not your fault" he says.

"i'm going to bed" i walk past corbyn to get to my room.

"goodnight" he waves at me.

"goodnight" i say back.

i get it my bed and break down crying. i want to go home. i don't want to be here. i cry and cry until i finally fall asleep.

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i wake up in a soft bed. i see blue covers. my heart jumps as i sit up. i realize i'm not home, but in this hellhole.

my eyes feel puffy and watery. my cheeks are wet also. my bandage is coming off. i walk to the bathroom and grab the first-aid kit. it's already opened from yesterday.

i take off the bandage. only scratches remain. i wipe the wound and bandage it again. before i can close it something catches my eye.

it's a sharp pair of scissors. i close the door and lock it. the scissors are blood red with a sharp point.

i take the scissors and sit on the white toilet. slowly i dig the sharp point into my skin. it hurts but it's better than being here.

i won't let jonah be the one to take my life, i'll do it myself. plus i can't go through what maya did. even if i did escape, i wouldn't be able to live with myself.

i repeat the same action hundreds of times. on my other wrist also. i've been numb to the pain. i just want to die.

i walk to the bathtub and turn the water on. boiling hot water spits out the faucet at a fast pace. my wrists are still bleeding.

blood drops slowly drip  from my open cuts into the water. i quickly get in. my skin burns up but that's the least of my worries right now.

i submerge my arms into the water. blood turning the water even more red at the second. i grab the bloody scissors and place it on my left wrist.

my breath slows and i deeply sigh. i'm actually doing this.

i take the point and dig it into my left forearm, cutting up my arm. vertical cuts are more affective than horizontal cuts. it's the way your veins run, up and down. that means more of a chance of dying, which is good in my case.

blood spills out of my wrist. my breathing becomes uneasy. the walls feel like they are closing in. i breathe in and out at a really fast pace.

my left arm hurts so bad. it's way more painful than i expected. but that's why i'm doing it. to get away from the pain.

shakily, i pick up my left arm and grab the bloody scissors from my right hand. gallons of red water spills out the bathtub. i can't turn off the water now. it's to late.

i place the same bloody point on my right wrist. i take a deep breath.

"RUBY?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" i here corbyn yell from the door. that only means jonah is with him.. shit.

i see that the bloody water is seeping through the crack at the bottom of the white bathroom door, staining it red.

the doorknob jiggles and the door is pounding. i start to get lightheaded.

"RUBY! OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW!" i hear jonah's voice yell, almost scream through the door.

the banging and the doorknob intensify. the door could break any second. his voice wants me to just do it, but that name wants me to do it even more. i have to do it before it's to late.

"RUBY! OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR RIGHT NOW!" jonah's voice is at a full scream.

i take the point and dig into my right forearm. it hurts even more than the left arm. i scream because i can't handle the pain.

once i reach the end of my forearm, i drop the bloody scissors the the red water. it sinks until you can't see it anymore. i feel it hit my leg then hit the bottom of the bathtub.

i lean back. my breathing is so fast but the tears are coming down even faster. blood pours out of my arms. this is it. the banging on the door has increased. the door is holding onto the hinges for dear life.

my head gets even more lightheaded and i get super dizzy. my vision fades in and out while my head spins. the door busts open, wooden prices flying everywhere. water floods out of the room like a waterfall.

a tall figure runs in. i can only see the outline of it. i know it's jonah but my mind isn't really working. two other figures run in behind him. zach and corbyn. my vision starts to go black. then it's total darkness.

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monday
july 23rd, 2018
1026 words

edited on;
sunday
august 8th, 2019
1161 words

-alayna ✰