Beaten Heart

Chapter 10 : Fake Faith

I sprinted up and down hallways in search of a hiding place...the entire hospital was dark except the red lights from the alarms..which were loud and making my head hurt. My face was pasty and I was drenched in sweat. I couldnt hear anyhting other than the mans laughter...low voice, grumbly. I heard clicking. And I kept running up and down stairs and halls as fast as possible not finding a good hiding place...the voice got closer and closer...and I thought...why live...I have no reason...I was bad luck, an unwanted curse, a black cat under a ladder, a broken mirror with an ugly reflection. As I got lost in the self hurting of brain and the pain in my heart, I came back to reality and relised I was on my knees on the floor there was a click in my ear ...." Hello sweetheart!" It was a man with scars all over him he looked hispanic and he was uncomfortably mscular like a wierd...wrestler on T.V. He had no hair and didnt have an inch of clear, not inked skin, which wouldnt have been AS wierd if all his tattoes werent naked women or demons, which just made me mad. He lifted me up cupping the side of my hips on both sides lifting me up over his shoulder....his hand pressuring right agianst my bulllet wound. I screamed for help and he told me to shut up or he would do...things, but I continued to scream Because I had fake faith. He slammed my back against the floor and I felt warms liquid on the bacl of my head and pounding. He punched me seven times , which didnt hurt cuz I was already numb then the final blow happened ...he kicked me...over and over agian...in my bullet wound . I remember my piercing screams probaly heard all around the world....then.... the last thing I heard was Joey screaming and Shyanne yelling and broken glass then I thought I died...unfortuantly I had just been unconsious... I woke up....unfortuantly, in a van my mouth ductaped and I was in a dog cage my wrist tied. It was night and the radio was on..." Reports of a missing teenager have been made....in a lock down at a hospital in" I heard a smirk from the front seat. I whimpered and gasped in pain my hip was stinging in and throbbing in pain my face was numb and the back of my head pounded, " WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPPEDED!?!?!?!?!! " I yelled, not fighting anymore. He laughed you'll see...and turned up his obnoxius radio station. We reached woods and country land that went on for hours and hours...two days passed i rode in the cage ..no food or water. . . No sleep...we reached a house in the midde of no where. He dissapeared in the house and I tryed to escape with no luck other then cutting my arm. He came out and unlocked the cage holding me over his shoulder agian, I kicked and attempted to scream, but no noise came out...I heard a trap door and down stairs a cage door then a lock. I thought I was alone ...untill I heard someone whispering and a hand going up my shirt.