Tortured

I saw her pupils dilate while she was consuming all those drugs. Those horrible men had her tied down. I gasped when her eyes rolled in the back of her head. I tried calling to her but she wouldn’t respond. I felt a hard slap on my face and winced in pain “Don’t ever speak again” the man that was in charge spoke. I looked up wondering if this will be the day I die. I was really scared and didn’t understand why I was here. I need to get out of here; I saw every possible way to get out of the guards hands. He was hurting my wrists, I couldn’t escape there were too many guards. When they dropped her down and set here on this bed that was filled of hay. The guy that was in charge looked at me “Your turn”
I tried to get out of the man’s grasp but it was no use. He laughed like if I was stupid “It won’t hurt... But if you struggle then you’ll bring it upon yourself”
Tears started to fall freely, I couldn’t believe it still. I was gonna die and had to except it. “Please… Don’t…” I whispered. I saw the needle in his hands, he injected something into it. “w-what is t-that?” I stuttered. He ignored me and stabbed it in me. I let the breath that I been holding out. I slowly began to shut my eyes and tried to re-open them. There was no way in hell that I was going to fall asleep.
“It’s ok my darling, your allowed to let go” he said soothing in my ear. I had my eyes closed and only heard his voice. I knew that voice and it sounded so familiar but I couldn’t place where I heard it from. I fought for a while but just ended up listening to his words and slept.