How to Survive to 18

2 Days Prior

I wake up from birds chirping outside, a rather pleasant way to come too in such a bad situation. The night before was tough, but afterward Rebecca lead me to the corner of the cabin and let me sleep on a hard mattress. My hands were re-tied and so were my ankles. She had tied the rope around my ankles to a wooden board connecting to the wall so that I couldn't leave, and stayed by my side until I fell asleep. Waking up now to a bright beam of light hitting my face, and my back hurting from the mattress wasn't fun, but the birds gave me a sense of calm.

I sat up and looked at the rope tying me to the wall and saw that it was decently long. I could probably walk halfway to the doors on the other side of this place, and I could definitely walk up toward the window near me. I stood up and brushed a little dust off my clothes, and put on my beanie. I climbed onto some old barrels and grabed the metal bars for support, my body is tired but I manage to pull myself up high enough to see the outside. 

I can breath in the fresh air and the wet air. Seems like there was rain through the night. I look around to see if I recognize the part of the forest we are in, and I don't. Which is strange because I know most of the hills around town so wherever I am, it's far. I see a small dirt path with Ezmour's car parked, and what I believe to be Ezmour and Rebecca inside. They seem to be fighting. I can guess that from the way Rebecca's arms are twirling around and her mouth moving, Ezmour on the other hand seems mostly calm and collected. Like he is the professional teacher and Rebecca is the rebellious student. 

I wonder what they did to Ally and where she is. Though I don't have to question that for too long because I see Ezmour get out of the vehicle while Rebecca is still yelling. He walks to the back of the car and pops up the trunk, reaching in he pulls out Ally and starts walking toward the cabin with her in his arms. Rebecca flips out and seems to turn on the radio music to the fullest, like a teen at the peek of a tantrum. 

He walks past where I can see, but knowing the general layout of this building I know he walks to the doors. I quickly jump down of the barrels and into the mattress, I thought about faking sleeping but saw no real benefit. Maybe I could ask him questions. He opens the doors and walks to me, carrying Ally who is all tied up and unconscious on his shoulder. 

"What did you do to her?" I ask him as he drops her on the mattress next to me. I reach out to her and shake her, but she doesn't respond.

"Just some simple drugs, she'll wake up before sundown." Ezmour said, he didn't even twitch.

"When can we leave?"

He sighs and kneels down to my eye level, "This isn't an interrogation, but to be honest my sister isn't good at this kind of stuff, not as good as me at least, so you'd be able to escape." he winks. 

"What do you mean 'not as good as you'?" I fear the thought that he has a criminal record.

"Well, I guess you can say I'm famous in the criminal world." He goes over to Ally's body and ties her up to the wall just like I am. He then walks over back to me and pats my head as if I'm a dog. He leaves and I jump to Ally, shaking her and shaking her, begging for her to wake up but there no use, she's drugged hard. Her body has several bruises and scars all over, some on her neck and face. I slump back onto the mattress and with my back against the wall and my head looking up, I cry.

Time passes and I hear a car driving up. I hurry to the window in the hopes that it's someone who could help only to see that its Ezmour's car, with only Rebecca inside. She steps out carrying some take-out boxes with her, as she nears I go back to the mattress, preparing myself. 

"Hi my love!" She says opening and shutting the big doors. She walks over and places the boxes on the barrels I use to look out. She smiles and comes on all fours once again, kissing me. I hate that I let her do it, but I'm too afraid to refuse. She hands one of the boxes to me and gestures for me to open it. I do and inside is some Mexican food, still hot. Rebecca gives me a fork and napkin.