Keep On Breaking

Punishment

                                                        
Rose. P. O. V

I could feel the soreness of my body, that laid on something cold and hard, I opened my Swollen eyes that felt tenderness in them, they stung like like hell, I blinked four times to see where I was, the room that was filled with darkness that appeared on my eyes, with a bit of light that was coming from the sealing, that was half cracked, some of sun rays were coming from the small gap, I turned my neck on to my side, I could feel something touching my leg, I looked on my side to see a body laying next to me, but couldn't see clear on who it was. Alcohol and smoke filled my nose making me gag, it was coming from the room we were in. I glanced on the side to see who was really there, a girl laid there with her clothes torn, bare feet, gold blonde hair were scattered on her face. It was pretty dark in the room to see who the girl was. Richard, Bryce and Amelia came hitting on my mind, I started to feel butterflies in my stomach making me think of the event really drove me crazy, where are they? I got up from the cold floor, but fell right back with my head hitting the rusty wall, I laid there with my stiff body that was not working properly. My eyes stared at the sealing that looked like it hasn't been cleaned in ages. I slowly turned on my right side and felt a pain in my stomach making me crunch into a small ball, that stupid bitch beat me up badly. I slowly sat up straight, and leaned on the wall as I gave up. And tilted my head to the girl.

"Excuse me.. miss?" I touched the fragile body that was next to me and tucked her straight tangled hair behind her ear. A familiar face appeared in my eyes.

"AMEILA?" I yelled, her face was covered with bruises, and had some hand prints on them. Her body was covered with bruises, even deep wounds, blood was dried, she seemed so pale, her pink lips were now black and bruised. I touched her face and softly tried to wake her up.

"Amelia, Love.... please wake up" I shook her body gently, but their was no response. She laid there, I put my head on her left side of her chest to hear a heartbeat. I could hear a slow beat. She then started to mutter something, I shot my head in her direction to see her slightly moving her head, but her eyes were closed.

"Www...ater" as she continued to mutter something that I didn't understand. After 3 full times of saying that, I understood that she wanted. Water.

I looked around the small room to see any water so I could give it to her. But the darkness was a bit pitched for me to see.

My shaky arms pushed on the ground to get me up, there was nothing in the room I saw that could give her any fluids,  I couldn't see where I was, or what place we were in. my eyes scanned the dark room, soon my eyes were starting to get use to the darkness, I glanced on a metal door, I ran to it but tripped badly, making my knees connect to the cold floor, as the chilly ness went down my spine making me get shakes. I got up but couldn't walk properly as the pain in my body made it so sever to even walk, I limped my way to the door and turned the door knob left and right, but my hand were so weak to even hold it tightly, I took both of my hands and turned it, making my wrist crack. But lucky it wasn't locked. I slowly pushed it open, but it made way to much sound, as it squeaked making me bite my lower lip with fear. I looked through the gap and slide to the tall gap, making myself fit. I looked around to see anyone but no one was there. Only a huge hall with stairs going down, it was dull and scary. Grey and black was painted but it was pretty rusty. I tiptoed down stares hoping to make no sound, but some how I did. The wooden stares cracked way to much, I was hoping no one could hear or see me. As I got to the last step I quickly looked around keeping my fingers crossed to spot any water bottle. I ran to a hall that seemed to be leading to the kitchen. I stopped in the middle and saw a jug of water sitting on a small table next to chairs. I grabbed it and went towards the stairs. I limped unevenly and I held the jug with one hand, and the other holding my painful leg, I stepped carefully on the wooden stairs but it made a even more sound, this time I didn't care and rushed to the room where Amelia was.