Lovelies

6

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~Marie POV~

"I-I said, who are you?!" I began to yell.
"You little bitch," she began to scream, "I tried to make this as comfortable to you as all possible, and in thanks, you question me?! Okay, I get it. You've been kidnapped, yes that's true, but did you ever think that you'd always said things about how you'd hated your life and you wanted to go somewhere else?! You're really contradicting yourself there, Marie, because now you're somewhere else, and you aren't appreciating it one bit! Now stop questioning me before I get really angry!"
"Shut up!" oh that was a mistake to yell, "I couldn't give two shits on what you have to say!! I just want to know who you are you bitch! How could you do this to someone who went to your own school, how dare you, how dare you, you can just go die, and shut up, shut up, shut up!!" I yelled, followed by a loud shreik.
Suddenly my vision blanks out for a few moment, and I hear my heartbeat pounding in my head. She just hit me in the head with a bat. I see her beginning to swing again, and she hits me directly in the ribcage, knocking me back on the the ground. I had the wind knocked out of me, and I am unable to breath. I cough and gag, and feel myself beginning to vomit again, I try to swallow it back, but she hits me with the bat again, and I vomit all over myself. I begin to sob grossly. I cough as I look back towards her, her mask slightly askew, and her hoodie falling back.
The dark hair and slight outline of her faceshape gave her away.
"B-Bri?!" I whisper in confusion. I hear her heavy breathing as she removes her mask, her blue eyes were wide. She giggled slightly, she seemed to be going insane. I trusted her. I talked to her about communism. She had been the one who had found my blog all along,
She planned this. She planned to hurt me. On that day that I was feeling uneasy she had ignored it and planned for me to meet her in the van. Does she have no sympathy?! I'm terrified and alone. She beats me. Why doesn't se just kill me? I feel like I'm about to black out.
I stand up, walk two steps to the edge of my mattress, and pass out.

I wake up to a horrible smell. It literally smells like something died. I look at myself, old vomit still sticking to me. Ew.
I'm the one that smells. I look around the room for any sign that time had passed, but my head was pounding and I was confused.
I looked to the faucet and stood under it. I cleaned myself up and took this opportunity to take a pee, in the shower, but whatever. I felt alone and hopeless.
I put back on my old shirt and sat in the corner, looking at the window.
I wish I had a game to play. I wish I had my phone. Or a computer. Or maybe just a chess board so I could focus on SOMETHING.
I sing to myself as I sit in the dirt covered corner.
I look around the room. So messy-no, messy wasn't the word. Messy was my old room. Cozy, but scattered. This place isn't scattered. There isn't really anything TO be scattered. It was just disgusting. Dirt and mud, spiderwebs, vomit, blood, rust. I sigh as I lay down, I continue to sing silently. I used to sing songs that were relatable to my situation. But how was this relatable to anything? I don't know any songs about being alone in a garage.
My stomach grumbles.
I wish I had food. I haven't eaten for at least two days. I wish I could call Bri and tell her what I want for lunch, but she'd probably beat me and feed me my own fingers.
I look at the door, old and damaged. I could probably break through it if I was at full strength. It was made of wood, so it shouldn't be anything too difficult.
With new found inspiration, I stand and slowly walk in the direction of the door. I slam my fist against it, creating a small dent. I sigh and fall on to my butt, a weird feeling in my head at the sudden impact. All that effort for a tiny dent. That's all I could've done at that point.
I wonder if Bri keeps the baseball bat in this room, I could use it for some help.
But even she wouldn't be stupid enough to do that, would she.

I sigh as I lay down on the mattress and wait for my own demise.

=I finished this chapter on the bus, so I'm sorry if it's not that good <3
It's one of the longer chapters, too, so please be appreciative!!=