HIDDEN GEM

Chapter 12

Mateo

"Stop, stop please stop it."

"Oh now you're talking. This will just make what I want to do that much more fun."

He went back to the table with all of his torture devices and grabbed a measly knife. It looked small but I knew that it was capable enough to puncture me.

My eyes widened at the sight of it and all he did was smile towards the weapon then proceeded to make his way towards me.

I thought to myself that this was it, this will be the last thing I see. My last words would be me begging. The last breath I took was under the control of this devil in front of me. The last time I smiled was in the hands of an angel.

I didn't give him the satisfaction of my begging, I simply laid on the cold cement floor awaiting what's to come.

His footsteps coming towards me and the dragging chains from the other cells were the last things I heard when I felt the cold metal pierce through my abdomen. This was it, these are the last things that I have done.

"I love you, Emerald." I barely coughed out the last words I wanted to say before darkness overshadowed all of my senses and I fell into eternal slumber.

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"But mom all the other kids get to go out."

"How many times do I have to tell your stupid self that you aren't like other kids. The other kids don't ruin their parents lives, the other kids aren't ugly pieces of shit, the other kids are actually loved my their parents. So don't ever ask me again or else." After every sentence, she made sure to hardly poke my head to make sure that she got her point across.

"Oh what now you're gonna cry? Huh? You ungrateful brat, you live in this nice ass house and you want to go out and play outside. I told you that no one can know you exist, I can't have you being affiliated with me, now go back in your room I'm having guests over, and don't you even think about going out."

I knew better than to defy her orders so with tears falling down my face I made my way up to my room.

Though I lived in a beautiful home, my room only consisted of a bed and a drawer, one time my mother caught me watching t.v in the living room and she didn't give me anything to eat for the rest of the day, so I knew better than to try anything out that isn't mine.

The only things that kept me company were the vinyls that my grandpa had gotten me. There were songs from The Beatles, Michael Jackson and Kevin Rowland. I couldn't play them now though, since mother was having guests over.

So I laid on my bed and did nothing, I just laid there. It was all I could do since the last time I went out, it didn't quite end well.

Moments later I heard the sound of laughter coming downstairs. They seemed like they were all having a fun time. As the night went on the laughter and cheering got louder. They all seemed drunk based on all the shouting.

I was about to fall asleep when the doors to my bedroom door suddenly slammed open. I stood straight up and stared at the woman that stared at me with the same expression of shock. She looked like one of my moms model friends.