The Girl Who Was Broken and Gone

Chapter 9: Consequences

Brielle was running to the gate with the guards chasing behind her. 

At this point, three guards were behind her and Brielle was surprised that they hadn't caught her.

When she was nearing the gate, she quickly skidded to a stop when she saw Jake stalking towards her. 

The car he was in was waiting in front of the gate and the rest were going to the garage. 

She gate slowly slid open, allowing the cars through.

Jake was walking with a calm expression on his face and the guards were behind Brielle.

Two of the guards grabbed a hold of Brielle's arms in a tight grip. The other guard stood still, making sure Brielle doesn't escape and run again.

Jake stopped once he reached Brielle. Brielle was terrified and she started thrashing in the guard's hold.

Jake stood there, looking at Brielle, examining her.

He knew she was going to try to escape, so he remained calm on the outside. Slowly, a smirk spread across his face and he chuckled.

Brielle froze. She was terrified.

"Oh, sweet sweet Brielle. You shouldn't of done that."

Jake stepped forward and grabbed Brielle's arm.She winced from the forcefulness of his grip.

"Return to your posts."

The guards scurried away to their designated standing spot.

Jake shook his head, clicking his tongue.

"You are in for a treat."

Jake pulled Brielle back into the house. He was practically dragging her as he took long strides and she took small steps.

He took her in the direction of the dungeon and Brielle started shaking. Instead of going to the dungeon, Jake took a turn and took Brielle into a room.

The room was dark and humid. It was pitch black. The room was also soundproof. 

Jake stepped in and shoved Brielle to the floor. 

"There are consequences to your actions. Your consequence is that you are to stay in this dark room. No food. No water. There is not a lot of moving space, so you can try your hardest to get comfortable, but it most likely won't happen. You are in here until I feel that you are ready to be let out."

Jake took a step back and closed the door, locking it.

Brielle quickly stood up and tried to find the door. All around her, she felt pure wall. She could only take one step in each direction before the wall was there. She roamed her hands on the walls until she felt a door knob.

With a sigh of relief, she turned the knob only to discover that the door was locked.

When that was discovered, she started screaming, not knowing that the small cubicle room was soundproof.

Jake walked away when he saw the door knob rattle. 

Brielle slid to the floor with her hands in her hair, gripping and pulling at the strands. Tears were sliding down her face. 

She couldn't believe what her life has become. 

She wanted to be home, singing and playing her guitar. Her fingers itched to play again.

Brielle sat there, breathing heavily. 

What if I run out of oxygen, Brielle thought.