Race to the Finish

Race to the Finish chp.27

“Hello sweetie? How are you doing today?” His voice and sadistic smile sent shivers of fear downs my spine.

I whimpered. No words could come out of my mouth. My eyes were blood-shot with tears, my throat hoarse with my nonstop screams. 

This was the first time in my life I wanted to go home. This is the first time were my tears fell mercilessly down my face every day that I’m here. 

“Aw, look dad, the little Alex doesn’t want to answer my question.” Fausto said almost mockingly. His evil grin never leaving his face.

 

“Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Now son we cannot have that now can we?” Sebastian asked his son a matching grin decorating his old palely skin.

 

Fausto shook his head, a wicked glint appeared in his hazel eyes. 

 

“Get her out of the cage. We’ll teach her the consequences of not answering our questions.” Sebastian smirked.

 

Fausto walked up to my small metal cage were they had put me in to keep me from running. I was hunched over because I couldn’t fit in the cage properly.

 

They barely fed me less than a small roll of bread. Sometimes only a piece of crumb. My stomach growls fiercely at my lack of food every day. 

 

As Fausto unlocked the cage, I tried backing up but there wasn’t any space, and I began shaking my head no furiously as whimpers escaped my mouth without my control.

 

He grabbed my arm with his rough calloused ones. 

 

“No!” I screamed repeatedly, my voice rough making my throat ache.

 

They both just laughed satanically. My heart pounded so hard in my heaving chest as my breath sped up from all the fear and disgust that coursed through every inch in my body.

 

He pulled me out violently making the cold metal bruise me as it hit me every time he yanked my arm for me to come out of the cage. 

 

He has already broken my arm once from pulling too hard. I didn’t get a cast or medical help. I had to live through the horrific pain day by day until it got better.

 

He held me in his arms with his arms wrapped around me too tightly. 

 

“Shh. Alex we only want to teach you a small lesson. No need to cry.” Fausto said as he wiped my tears off my face roughly.

 

I stopped sobbing because if I didn’t I knew they’d do something worse to me.

 

As soon as I stopped though, Fausto put his chapped, dry lips onto the skin of my neck. Kissing my neck up and down until my collar bone. He smiled against my skin as I just cried silently without shaking.