Somebody to Love

Chapter Nineteen

I woke up in a wooden chair, my arms and legs were tied with coarse rope, and the two men that had brought me in here were standing in front of me.

Sister Woodhouse then walked in and I was hit with a wave of fear. Fear of what she could do to me.

"Now why are you here child?" she asked.

"B-because I was misbehaving" I said shakily.

"Well child, you shall learn your lesson. Misbehavior is intolerable here" said Sister Woodhouse.

She went towards the back of the room and grabbed something. It was a very large needle. And when I say very large, I mean the needle was a foot long.

And inside was purple. Stereotypically, this would be poison, but other than the stereotype, I knew it was. The Sisters were cruel enough to do it.

"Now my child I'm letting you leave a message on this phone" she said turning on the phone.

"I'll be back" she said.

I cried and started to leave a message. "Toni. They're going to hurt me. By the looks of it, I don't know I'll make it. It's okay if you can't make it. I understand. If I die Toni, I love you. I love you more than anything in this universe. I used to be so shy about having a girlfriend. Then you came along. I was scared to even tell my friends about it. But now, in this moment, I've never loved you more. And I wish I could tell the whole world that I have fallen in love with Antoinette Topaz."

The guys snatched the phone away from me and they sent the message. And now I was supposedly going to die.

The guys then took the needle and put it in my arm. The needle itself didn't hurt but when they injected the poison, it felt like I was burning inside out. Like I was being thrown into a fire.

The guys untied me from the chair and took me to my room, where I screamed and writhed in pain for hours. I wouldn't stop crying; in pain and in fear that I wouldn't be able to make it back to Toni.

I heard my door open again, but I didn't bother looking. There was no point in checking. But I heard a voice that I hadn't heard in a while. It almost seemed unfamiliar.

"Gee Cheryl, do you ever not look pretty. You pretty much had a mental breakdown by the looks of you. Glad to see you" she said.

I turned around and there she was. The person I'd been hiding from for so long.