What felt like decades... (Zayn Malik fanfic)

As I lay here on the cold pavement staring at the ceiling feeling every ounce of pain and hate course through me. I've been here for 2 years now and no one has come to save me, no one has said anything for the past months. I've lost hope in everything, everyone...being down changes you, being kidnapped does things you would never want to imagine. I want to get out of here, I-I NEED to get out of here not for him, not for my family, but for me.

I want to see the look on their faces, the look I've been dying to see every since they announced me dead. I've changed and I think they're going to like the new me because I sure do. I want them to feel the pain I felt for two years, the things I've seen have been rather interesting. The pain I felt, oh the pain. I want them to know that I'm still alive and that the Tegan they once did love was GONE.

There are things you forget and forgive but me I will do no such thing as FORGIVE, get ready.....because you're going to need it.

WARNING: Mentions of Rape, Kidnap and physical and mental abuse! DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO ANY OF THE TOPICS LISTED ABOVE!!!!