YouTube//Sequel to High School

Chapter 44: Hell On Earth

AUTHOR'S P.O.V.

-BACK TO THE CAR...-

Anthony's sitting in the back seat, sitting up straight with a sweaty forehead due to his nervousness. "Where are you taking me?" Anthony asks, hesitantly. "Somewhere, now shut up," The driver says before throwing back a granola bar. "It's from Kalel," He tells him. "Eat it." "Wha-what? I'm not eating anything from her..." "Fine, starve to death." After that, Anthony just put the granola bar in his pocket. The rest of the car ride was silent.

-LATER THAT NIGHT-

ANTHONY'S P.O.V.

They threw me in a random room. It's a pretty nice room...I mean, there's a bed and there's carpet on the ground...But the only problem is, I'm stuck in here. They locked the door. God...the only thing on my mind is Ian. Kalel hates him with all of what she has left of a heart. Her cold, bitchy kind of heart. She's insane. Bat shit insane. "No shit, Sherlock," I hear Ian's voice in my head. I really only can think of Ian. He must be going through so much worse....

IAN'S P.O.V.

I'm kinda hungry now....my stomach is growling every now and then. But it's something I can bear for now. I mean it's only been a few hours since I've been in here, I've run out of tears to shed, so I'm just sitting in here with my lip quivering a bit. My eyes are still gem like though from crying. That hopeless feeling is in my stomach again. I'm stuck in a cage...with no one by my side. I would give anything to have Anthony here with me. Holding me in his arms, whispering sweet nothings into my ear to make me feel safe. It sounds cheesy I know, that's Anthony's thing...but it needed to be thought. I can only imagine what Anthony is going through...Probably getting raped...I cringe at the thought. Please no...I don't want him to go through what I had to.

-DAY TWO-

ANTHONY'S P.O.V.

I've been up all night, trying to think of a way of getting out of here. I thought about picking the lock...but...Number one, I never have picked a lock. Number two, I don't know how. Number three, what would I pick the lock with? I don't have anything to pick the lock.I'm getting kind of hungry now....I take out the granola bar from earlier and start eating it. Why....does my tongue feel numb? Was there...drugs in that? I should've known...

AUTHOR'S P.O.V.

That was the last thought from Anthony before he passed out.

IAN'S P.O.V.

That was the worst night of sleep I've ever had. First of all, it was the most uncomfortable position ever and now my back hurts. Second of all, I'm hungry and terribly thirsty (not the way you think, I need water). Third of all, I haven't slept alone in a long time. Anthony and I haven't not slept together since our two year break up period. Both of us were miserable at that time. But I would give anything to have Anthony by my side...to have him wrap his arms around me and whisper sweet nothings into my ear to make me feel safe until I fall asleep. Anthony...I miss you...I need you....I'm worried about you, you dummy. I laugh a little bit to myself. God, it's been one day and I'm already desperate. Better stay strong, for Anthony...Because who knows what kind of hell he's going through

AUTHOR'S P.O.V.

Anthony woke up in the same room (two hours later), except this time, he's tied to a chair and he's in nothing but some boxer briefs and a white tank top. He's slumping in the chair while his eyes are droopy. He can't speak. Like, literally, his mouth/tongue isn't working properly. Kalel is also in the room with nothing but a lace bra and underwear on. When she sees that Anthony is awake, she walks over to him with a swing in her hips. "Morning darlin'!" Kalel beams. Anthony tries to say something back, but can't. "You must be starving. Here. I got you some oatmeal," She tells him, grabbing the bowl of oatmeal that was on the table. Kalel walks over to him and crouches down. "Don't worry. You're in good hands now," Kalel says, spoon feeding Anthony. Anthony has no control over his mouth, it's all just kind of numb. So it's easy for Kalel to feed him until the bowl is empty. "Good boy," Kalel messes around with his hair, lovingly while Anthony can't do anything but sit there, disgusted. "I love you...and I promise you're safe with me."

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What I wanted to call the chapter: LESSON LEARNED...GRANOLA IS EVIL (Tell all of your friends. If they ask why, then tell them "because fuck you")