A Country Girl.

Chapter 17

Hailey

Torture. That's the only way I could they days I spent in that room. Torture. Every morning I was given a stale piece of bread and a cup of water, then James would come in and talk about how Peach was going up for sale and how she was gonna make him tons of money. After listening to James I would be left alone for a bit then one of James' men would come amd beat me till I passed out. I didn't know if they did anything else when I was unconscious but I don't want to think about it. After being unconscious for I don't know how long, I would wake up the next morning and it all started over. A vicious cycle.They never failed to make my day a living hell.

It felt like they were trying to kill me both spiritually and physically.I never cried out for help. I did that the first couple times, it only made it worse. When I was alone I just stared into space.I was broken but I would never show it. I would never let them win. Even if it meant that I might die.

One day when James was bragging about his money and stuff. He began talking about my family. "I sent a letter to your sister" he said "a ransom note, saying that if she doesn't bring me the deed you would be sold to someone for trafficking and if she brought anyone with you'd be shot." I didn't answer but inside I was terrified, if Amy brought the deed we would loose the ranch and the horses, but if she didn't I would loose my family. "what do you think?" James asked "do you think your sister will risk giving up the ranch for your safety?" He looked to me but I knew what he was doing. He was trying to get me to talk so he had a reason to hit me, but I wasn't going to play his game. He came closer and I looked him in the eyes. I hid all my fear behind a vale of anger. "fine, if your not going to talk I'll just leave" he said. He left but not before punching me across the face.

I sat there in my room.Blood flowing from my nose. Tears streaming down my face.

 Every day after that was a blur. I didn't feel anything. Nothing at all. No fear, no anger, not even the pain. I was gone.

Two weeks had gone by. Only two weeks had passed but it felt like years. Years of torture, abuse, and torment, but it was only two weeks. I didn't know how long I was gonna last. I had grow thin and weak. I was dehydrated and hungry, but I never said anything. I just sat there. 

As I sat in my room I thought about my family, my friends. I thought about Amy and how I treated her the day I left. 'Amy' I thought sadly 'I'm sorry I should of listened, maybe if I had I wouldn't be here and Peach and Nexus would still be in the meadow.' I sat there depressed and alone. My thoughts then wandered to Ty. Just thinking of what I said to him made me cry 'oh Ty, i'm so so sorry for what I said and did, I was just so hurt by your words that I just couldn't think of forgiving you' tears began to flow freely down my face and I made no effort to hid them. I was done. He did it. James did it, he finally broke me. 

When I heard the door open I didn't do or say anything. I just sat there staring at the floor. When The first blow came I didn't flinch. I still just sat there. Blood and tears soaking my clothes. "I'm sorry Amy for what I did" I said between lashes "I'm sorry Ty, and I know neither of you are going to hear me say this but I really am sorry, for every thing." Then everything went black, for what I believed was the last time.