The REAL Beginning to a Brighter Future

#2 Where am I?

I am now in the guys car with a bag over my head. It felt like when I was a kid and I didn't know if my eyes were open or not. There's something around my wrists and ankles that I can't make out. They're hard and rough. It made me very uneasy. I've been in this car for about 33 minutes. I've been crying for 33 minutes. I feel shit.

My mind is thinking so many things at once. My head stared to ache at all the activity, but then I started to think like a normal person would. So I started to panic. Wait where the fuck are they taking me?  I try to look around I find myself looking like such an asshole. Wow great thinking Hazel. Nailed it! 

I feel someone touch his hand on my leg. Gentle, but the opposite of comforting. Wtf! What's his problem? That full on creeped me out. He starts to slowly run his fingers up my leg, ever so slightly heading towards my inner thigh. Oh HELL no. I  slowly lift my legs, that were also bound, up to my face. I have to stop this. It's disgusting. His hand, still on my leg, moves so gradually; like he's trying to hide what he's doing. My body aches as I start to panic. You were taught how to handle this! Hazel, do something! Please. Anything. I feel his hand slip further down my thigh. Struggling, I find his face and punch him across the jaw. He lets out a very strange kind of groan. Not the one I was expecting. What?  

The car comes to a halt and there was a horrible, tense moment of silence. Someone grabs my arms and starts to drag me towards the truck door. Come on Hazel, now's your chance to bolt. A thunderous sound echos through the truck as the gate of freedom starts to open. Before I could do anything another guy picks me up bridal style and starts to walk in some direction. I shift my body slightly and the man grips onto me harder. Similar to a bower constrictor about to consume it's next victim. a Bower constrictor would squeeze whatever animal trapped in its mouth with even more force if the meal resided to move. I always felt so terrible for the animal that crossed the snake's path at the wrong time.

Faint sounds of sliding doors go through my ears and after about five minutes of walking we step into an extremely bright room. So bright I could see the light through the thick material bag covering my head. 

"Take it off." said a deep, croaky voice. It sounded as if he smoked every single minute of his life.
The bag was whipped off my head and I squinted in the bright light. I thought I was blind for a second but everything came to focus eventually.
Then I see him. A face with so many wrinkles I can't even count them. His face looks like it's constantly frowning, but in every area of it. HAHA he looks like a raisin...  Even worse, a dried one. I bite my lower lip holding in a laugh. Stop! If I laugh out loud they will probably beat me. I look up at the raisin man and smile...then laugh. Well, shit. I feel pressure in my stomach as I get hit. And I feel slight anger rush in me. Not wanting to get shot on the spot I stay quiet. The man just sits there looking at papers. I suddenly realise I don't know what they did to my parents. Well... my mother. No my mom, what did they do to my mom.
So I sat up straighter and winced at the pain of my wrists. They tied them so tight. As calmly as I could manage I asked
"Where's my mom? Is she okay?"
The raisin guy looked up from his papers.
"Yes she's fine. But I want to ask you what you did to your father?"                                                    Frowning at the fact that he completely lied to me made me even more angry.                                    "I don't know. You tell me."                                                                                                                                                His face doesn't change at all as he leans on the table.                                                                                  "Have you been feeling weird lately? Any signs of sickness you've been experiencing?"                     I took a bit too long to answer                                                                                                                                       "No-"                                                                                                                                                                                        "Tell me the truth Hazel."

He sits impatiently and I feel the mood in the room get so much worse. He gives off a very chilling vibe. I was kinda scared of him in a way, so I answered
"Fine. I just felt dizzy from not eating. Happy?" 
The raisen man's lip twitches in frustration.                                                                                                  "Fine, you want to be a bitch. I get it."
I keep a straight face to hide the fear that i'm secretly feeling. They aren't getting anything out of me. No matter what shit they do to me. The raisen man nods his head to someone behind me. i turn to see who it was, as I do so I feel a blow to my head and everyting goes dark.

Heeyy again. I'm sorry that I take a while to update and I am trying to everyday so yeah hope you enjoy ;>