• brielle •
i had been in here for awhile, i knew it had been a few days.
they stop coming to us after awhile.
amanda would be called to leave every now and then, which would leave me alone with daniel...
but then she'd come back and tell me what she was doing and i'd tell her about daniel.
"so my calculator from the outside world says we've been in here for a a good 2 weeks" amanda said.
my stomach growled, they don't even feed us.
"a-amanda i'm gonna die here" i cried, amanda sighed and looked sad.
"there's nothing i can do, when i try to at least talk to anyone other than this trippie guy and his friends when they take me out i get punished. bri there is nothing i can do, they don't even recognize me. the trippie guy and his friends were talking about us, saying they weren't going to do anything because it's not that serious" i could tell she had been holding that in.
she always reminded me to have hope that's we'd get out of here, but now that hope is gone.
"a-amanda" i stuttered and she shook her head. "no no no, i'm not letting you"
"it's the only answer amanda, i don't wanna go through this" tears were now streaming down my face. i could see the hurt in her eyes as i talked about suicide.
"please bri , you can't" i looked away from her.
the door opened and in walked the two people i didn't want to see.
"i see someone is doing better today" the women said as daniel bent down to me giving me kisses all over.
i kept my mouth shut trying to listen to the conversation amanda and the girl was having.
"yes, we just need you get trippie to come here. it doesn't matter if he brings his friends or no, as long as we have those bloods dead we're good." the women put her hand out for amanda.
amanda left with the girl, right before she left she waved at me.
"hmmm brielle" daniel groaned into my ear.
"daniel get off of me please" daniel pulled away and slapped me.
he untied my hands and pinned me to the ground, pulling something of his pocket.
once his pocket knife came into view, i cried.
i cried hard, really hard.
he placed the pocket knife on my cheek, applying pressure to it and cutting cheek.
next thing i knew, i had a cut on every other place on my body.
i screamed, i fought back, i kicked, i bit, i did everything i could to try and save myself but nothing worked... only made things worse.
"your gonna stop fighting back" daniel said punching me in my face. i tried covering my face with my arms but he only punched me again and again.
soon i felt numb, my body was numb, my feelings were numb, my thoughts were all about suicide.
is this what you call depression ?
"your only making things worse on yourself, no one is hurting amanda because she knows how to cooperate but you on the other hand...." he trailed off.
i closed my eyes, the cold floor pressed against my backside just added more pressure to everything else that was hurting.
• • •
I sat on the floor, sad.
he didn't tie me up this time, he's just left me.
i rubbed my index finger over my cheek to feel for the cut. touching it i flinched in pain.
i forced the tears in my eyes to not fall, all i've done since i was here is cry.
i haven't tried anything, all i've done is cry.
"thanks amanda, maybe we will get them next time" amanda walked into the room.
the door closed and you could hear it being locked.
amanda slowly walked over to me, the dim light in the room helped guide her way over to me.
"b-bri " her voice cracked.
i slowly lifted my head up to look at her, she ran over to me putting her arms around me.
she cried, amanda cried. for the second time she's been here, amanda has cried.
"bri oh my god, what happened?" she tried getting me to stand up but my legs had no sort of feeling.
"d-did h-" i cut her off by taking a loud deep breath.
"he cut me, he didn't rape me again, he cut me amanda" the tears in my eyes began to form as those words left my mouth.
he cut me, he cut me, he cut me...
"he cut you w-with...."
"his pocket knife" i finished her sentence
we sat in silence, it felt like an hour is so but it was better than anything.
"bri... i have a way" she sat down beside me.
she slowly pulled something out of her pocket.
"i-i kinda sorta stole it from one of the guys, it could either possibly lead them here or we call someone or... " she rambled on.
all i could think is, we might have a way out of this place.
"what do you wanna do?" she caught my attention. i looked over at her, i tried to speak but nothing came out.
we then heard banging sounds, amanda stuffed the phone into her pants and pulled me close.
"w-what's that?" i questioned.
"jesus bri, how am i suppose to know what it is" she whisper yelled at me.
"who's in here?" a voice said on the other side of the door. the banging started again, this time louder.
i put my hands over my ears trying to sound out the loud banging.
"OPEN THE DOOR!"
*Bang*
