Locked In [COMPLETED]

The Vent

  "Are you okay?" Chris asked me by opening the door.

  "Yeah. I'm just, um... Uh... "
I had to think of something! "I'm on my period"
I chuckled under my breath "he will never know..." I thought to myself.

  I started to pry the vent off but it was jammed.
  
  "When you are ready I will have you walked to my office by two restraining guards, understand?"

  My heart skipped a beat.
   "Ok I'll be done in a minute"

   I started to pry at the vent again. The sharp edges of the vent peeled and scraped the skin off my fingers. I winced at the pain and thought to myself,
   "Don't think. Just get out of this hell hole. And everything will go back to normal."

  After 2 minutes ticked by, a hard knocked echoed through the room. A man with a rough voice called out and told me that if I'm not done in the next five minutes they will be forced to open the door and enter. I quickly stumbled over to the big faded pink door and locked it. My fingers left a thick crimson smear on the lock handle. I panicked and ran to the vent by climbing on to the sink. I reffed and tugged at the vent. Failing to pull it out. It had peeled the bloody flesh back on my fingers, blood started to flow and dribble down my arm.
   Something started to slam and pound on the door.
   "Security!! Open the door or we'll break the door down!!" One of the guards ordered.

   I could hear the wooden door cracking and splintering around the lock. I jumped off the counter and grabbed the syringe and stuffed it in my pocket. I quickly threw myself at the door and unlocked it, jumping away in time for the door to slammed open. The security guard grabbed my arm with bone crushing strength and almost threw me into the Hall.

  "Next time you open when told!!" He barked in my face.

  "Well maybe you should back the fuck off and maybe have some respect for women and their needs!" I spat.
 
   The man raised his hand and slapped me across the face, sending me crashing to the floor. I could feel the sting as I pulled hand to my face, my cheek started to swell and my eyes stung as I let a few tears slip out.

  The man towered over me and spit in my face. "Maybe next time you won't be such a stupid little girl to say something like that."

  I slowly got to my feet and pulled the syringe out of my pocket as the guard turned around and started down the long corridor. I quickly readied the syringe as we walked I pulled the cap off accidentally dropping on the floor. I cringed as I heard the plastic green cap bounce and spin to a complete stop. The guard turned around and gave me the stink eye before turning back around and continued to march down the hall. I raised the needle just over elbow height and slammed it into the guards shoulder.

  The guard wheeled around making his fist connect to the side of my head, I fell to the floor in agony and held my now bleeding head. I screamed out when the guard grabbed my hair and slammed my head into the floor. He tried to speak but only a whimper escaped his throat. His eyes started to flutter and then the heavy mans body dropped onto me making me yelp from pain. My head started to spin and my vision went blurry as I felt the pool of blood surround my head. My hair was matted to my face and sweat beaded on my hands.
   I panicked and screamed until someone heard my pitiful cries. I had passed out before they got to me.