C5 Chapter Five

MILLIE

Drip,drip,drip.

The sound of water dripping reaches my ears. I slowly open my eyes and find myself facing an old cracked wall, i sit up and my head pounds to the point where I squint my eyes at the excruciating pain.

Where am i? I wonder as i look around the empty room,then frown when i realize there's no door.

"What the hell?" I whisper to myself "how did i get in here?"

I realize there's a tap in the far corner and rush to it, i turn it but there isn't much water coming out apart from the droplets dripping on the floor.

My lips feel cracked and my throat feels dry,i place my lips at the opening and suck whatever amount i can manage to, the position makes my head pound more, so i stop.

After taking deep breaths, i stand on my feet and start pacing, memories of what happened rush back in and i begin to panic. Suddenly,a red dot in the far corner of the black ceiling catches my attention,whoever locked me in here must be watching me.

I slowly move closer while staring directly at it.

"Hello!?" I shout at the top of my voice "Let me out of here!"

Silence is all i get, apart from the annoying sound of dripping water.

"What do you want with me!? Let me out!"

Still nothing,how the hell did they even get me in here? Are they going to kill me?

After screaming my lungs out, i finally give up and choose to save the little energy i have left. I don't know how long i stay in a crouching position on the floor when a creaking sound of metal startles me, I stand up and watch in shock as the wall pushes inside the room and then slides to the left. Holy shit, what kind of trick is that? The door closes again and my attention moves from it to the man standing there, starring at me with a mask covering his face.

My spine snaps straight at the reminder of what happened in that alley. Thinking of the alley, my friends must be worried sick right now, i don't even know how long i've been here for. If it were Lia or Mia, we would just look past it and wait for them to appear in the morning,but me? plain Millie? I scoff.

Suddenly, i'm shoved backwards against the wall with a hand pinning my throat. I scratch and claw but the guy tilts his head to the side and watches me like i'm some sort of amusing caged animal.

"What-do you want-from me?" I manage to get the words out,he doesn't let go and i feel like i'll die any minute,tears form in my eyes,my vision becomes blurry and just when I want to give up,as fast as he grabbed my throat he lets go.

I fall to the floor coughing and gasping for air,i massage my throat and glare up at him through teary eyes.

"Why won't you just get it over with? Kill me!" I scream with frustration.

He looks down at me, turns around and leaves.

No no no.

I pull myself up but by the time i reach half way across the room, the door closes and i'm faced with a wall once again.

"Let me out!" I bang on the wall and then slide down against it, tears stream down my cheeks and a sob rips out of my throat.

It feels like weeks since i've been in this room, food and a bottle of water were brought to me by a girl wearing a mask, I begged her to help me but all she did was push me back down with a rough grip on my shoulder.

I drank the water but didn't touch the food, i have no appetite, all i want is to get out of this freaking place.

After long deadly silence, the door opens and the guy who took me walks in with his friends.

The two of them circle me like sharks, while the bastard himself watches me intently, my senses are on high alert as i watch all of them, scared that if i blink even for a second,they might pounce on me like predators on prey.

"Hmm, interesting." One of them says "are you going to gift this one to me,dear cousin?"

"Leave." One word from him has his friends moving away from me and out the door.

My heart starts pounding at the prospect of being tossed between three guys, hell I don't even know how many of them are outside that door. The door closes and the guy steps into my space

"P-please." I beg

His hand reaches out and i squeeze my eyes shut when it wraps around and my throat,i wait for the painful squeeze but it never comes,i slowly open my eyes and find him watching me intently, quietly. Then, to my utter shock, he massages my throat gently, my eyebrows pull together in a frown.

Once i relax a bit, i realize that he came with a chair, he sits and pulls me down with him so that i'm seated on his laps. I try to stand but he pins me in place, he leans down and slides the tray of food to him, he picks up the bowl, opens it and my stomach growls at the mouthwatering smell of Italian food.

He stabs a few veggies and presses the food to my mouth.

"Open."

I keep my lips sealed so he squeezes my thigh roughly and repeats,

"Open,if you don't want me to shove something else that isn't food between those pretty little lips of yours."

It doesn't take a genius to understand what he just meant, this man is a sick bastard,and as far as my stubbornness goes,I don't want to provoke him. I open my mouth and let him feed me silently,once the food is done, he abruptly stands, sending me flying butt first to the floor, I gasps and look up at him. He adjusts his jacket and then walks out of the room.

I'm sure what I've seen from these people isn't rough to them, it isn't the end of their limit,i know, i just know that whoever these guys are, they are very dangerous and i'll have to escape before they kill me, how i'll do that? I don't know,but when that sicko comes back here, i'll be ready, i'll smash him with the chair he stupidly forgot in here.

If I kill him... So be it, i'll face the consequences later,because how i see it here, it's either i kill him or they rape me and then he kills me, and right now, i'm not yet ready to die in such a painful and disgraceful way, when the bastard comes back, i'll make sure to show him who he messed with.