The story of my life (wattys2019)

Chapter 36

My life was hell with Anthony, and I was surely not gonna live longer if he continues with the beating and starving, it was the fifth day of my kidnapping and no one has come looking for me.

Anthony would torment and torture me day and night till my body wasn't responding to the torture.
It is crazy how my life changed from happiness to sorrow in just one day.

I sat in a dark corner with hurt tears streaming down my cheeks while I mumbled stuff to the skeletons. They have become my friends and my fear for them was gone. I speak with them all day, I even gave them names, the one that was in the corner I name starve, because she probably died of starvation since there was no object leading to her death, the one with the knife, I name chuckle because he was stabbed, and finally the one hanging on the ceiling, I name hung became he was dead by hanging.

I touch and speak with them, and at times I do hear there voices, maybe I was hallucinating, but I enjoyed that.

I heard footsteps coming toward the door, I slowly cringe to the wall curling in a ball.

During those past days, I became really vigilante and careful at noises because I didn't want tony to catch me unexpectedly.

The door was opened with a bang! He matched in with a belt according to him I only receive the scourge when I commit greater offenses.

Even the belt brought just as much pain as the scourge cause I was terribly injured at the back from all the beaten.

"Get up fag!" He yanked me up without difficulty, I was extremely skinny as a result of malnutrition. He dragged me towards the door but I stumbled on the stairs and fell, I tried standing but I couldn't, I was out of strength.

"Get the fuck up, I've not started yet!" He kicked and kicked me but I didn't move a finger. "Ugh!!! Dammit bastard!" He walked out leaving me laying on the stairs dying. I strive with my breathing as my vision went blurry and my eyes flickered.

I felt a strong grip on my hair, dragging me on the floor down the stairs, I allowed it to happen without putting up a fight.

I was pushed to the wall and something was shoved in my mouth, I immediately spat it.

"Idiot!" A slap landed on my already bruised cheek, "why will I be feeding a bastard? I don't want you to die... Yet, is really fun seeing you cry."

He shoved the same thing in my mouth, before I could spit out, he pressed his hand on my mouth and pinned my nose, I was forced to gulped whatever he shoved in my mouth, he repeated same like three times before I started choking and coughing from the rush of food down my throat.

He grabbed a cup pushing it on my lip, I didn't have the to drink peaceful, part of the water ran in my nostrils instead of my mouth I choked and coughed more when he pulled the cup away.

"Get ready," he walked out shutting the door behind him.

I coughed trying to get rid of the water that was dripping from my nostrils, I caught glimpse of something during the process and paused.

"Here it is!" I whispered as I hurriedly creep to get it, I grabbed my phone from under a table and hold the corner button till it lighted.

"Is working," I thought enthusiastically as I dial Charlie's number, I waited for him to pick.

"Alex, oh my gosh, are you okey where are you?" Charlie blurted.

"C-charlie, I n-need h-help, I d-don't know w-where I am, but he k-kidnapped me, he's hu -"

Again I heard footsteps coming toward the door, I quickly hung the call, but I was not fast enough to drop it he would eventually find out, so I acted smartly