Path-to-Freedom (version 1)

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My cheek still hurts from getting slapped so many times by him. 

"Let's go." He pulled at my arm and started walking down the stairs faster, making me trip behind him.

"Wait, too fast."

He groaned and picked me up. His grip is iron tight.

Once we reached the ground, he tossed me on a hard mattress.

The fall had hurt so I started crying, forgetting his threat.

"Are those tears?"

I quickly tried to wipe away my tears before he saw but to my horror, he already did.

"Uh uh, I warned you."

He came up to me and grabbed me by my hair, yanking it really hard.

"You may be a fucking toddler but that doesn't mean shit."

I started crying even harder from the force of his grip.

"I'm sorry." I cried, yelling out.

"I don't care." He sounded maniacal. Crazy. Cynical. There was even humour in his tone.

He then tossed me back on the mattress, rougher than before.

"Please no hurt me!" I screamed with tears rolling down my face.

"Did I say you could speak?" He asked, backhanding me.

"No." I cried out harder.

"Then why do you keep doing it?!" He yelled, kicking me in the ribs. His kick was so hard that I started coughing nonstop. The coughing brings on a new onslaught of tears.

I didn't say anything after that. I couldn't. I was physically exhausted.

"Good. You learn quickly."

He kicked me one more time before backing away.

"If I hear one more word or see another tear, than what just happened, will happen again."

I nodded and stayed quiet.

"Go to sleep, I'll bring you food later."

I nodded and kept my head down.

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A very short chapter I know, I'm sorry for that but I write on another document and this seemed the best way to post it since it the next chapter is a time jump. That was a spoiler...

Anyways, thank you so much for reading!

-M.