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My mind was reeling and my heart was racing. I felt like I was in the crate for hours. Bumps and harsh turns making my body scream in even more pain.

"Please." I cried out. I felt pathetic. I was never one to beg, I always stuck everything out and finished strong. But strong was the complete opposite of what I felt. I felt dumb, and weak.

"Hello?" A small voice called out, seemingly close to me. My tears were once again uncontrollable. I couldn't decide if I was more upset, or happy I wasn't alone.

I felt bad for the spark of calmness in me. The poor girl only sounded about fifteen.

"Stay calm."Despite her young voice, she sounded mature, tranquil even.

"Do you know where we're going? What's going on? Why the fuck are you so calm?" I strained hard on the rope around my wrists, the rough material burning into my skin.

"I was here before. I escaped. They found me again." She simply said, as if this was completely normal. My heart dropped to my stomach, the small spark of calmness quickly dissipating.

"It's best if you remain calm. If you don't, they will sedate you."

"Who's  they?" My voice was shaky, trying to calm my heart rate down. But it was no use, I was screaming even though I wasn't trying to, I was hysterical.

"You'll see."

That was the last of what she said, even when I threatened her that if she didn't answer me I would break her ribs.

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My muscles were screaming in pain by the time the van came to a stop.

Two doors opened and slammed, then footsteps.

I felt myself starting to have a panic attack, but still I didn't hear a peep from the other girl.

The two doors that led to the back of the van were opened, many deep voices talking.

"You take this one, I'll take that one."

They were talking as if we were cattle of some sort. As if we weren't humans.

"Please, no. You don't have to do this. I'll do what ever you want, I won't tell anyone, just please, let me go!" I fought and screamed as two large hands grabbed me, my blindness from the blindfold making me panic even more.

"Sweetheart, you already are going to do whatever he wants." He chuckled.

My heart picked up the pace, if that was even possible. Who's he? Immediately the image of the man who looked like black coffee came into my mind.

And for some reason, I calmed down a bit.

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