I woke up on the cold floor like I had been doing for the past 4 months.
After Lily unchained me she took away the bed. She only lets me eat bread and drink water once a day. Sometimes not at all.
She barged into the room and pulled me up by my abnormally long hair.
"I can't feed you today." she said in a fake sad tone.
"Or tomorrow or this week."
"But,"
"Ah no buts because your just my pet and pets don't speak."
I became super dizzy as the door bell rang. Lily ran out of the room but looked the door behind her.
The room began spinning a bit so I grabbed the wall for support.
Lily opened the front and in came a flood of voices, I could barley hear but all I knew is that there were three people.
My dizziness was to the point of my vomiting.
I heard the many doors open and close.
Then the door I was behind.
A person kept jiggling the door knob until he (A/N she doesn't know what gender she's just guessing) knocked down the door. Thats when I fell. And the last I heard was 'oh god' then I was out.
