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I wake up to chaos. I try to open my eyes and I can hear men yelling all around me, gunshots going off and lots of screaming.
I manage to lift my head and see the girl that was in here with me is being taken down from the chain holding her off the ground.
I can tell the guy holding her cares for her very much.
Good, maybe this is the end of the pain for me.
A man walks in front of me. I can see the fury on his face as he looks at me. “Can I take you down?” he asks me in a soothing tone.
“Yeah,” I manage to say, my voice rough from not using it for so long.
He raises his arms to my chain. He lets one of my arms loose and I scream at the pain from all the blood rushing down suddenly. He moves to the other arm and the pain is too much and I start to fall the second I’m free.
“I’m so fucking sorry,” he tells me. He holds me with one arm and with his free hand, takes off his shirt.
He slips it over my head and I close my eye at the feeling of being covered. The fabric touching the whip marks on my back is uncomfortable but bearable.
“Can I carry you out of here?”
I nod. I must put my trust in him, nothing can be worse than this. He reaches down and gently picks me up and I can’t even hold my head up, it falls to his chest, his grip tightening on me.
Chapter
Two
EMILY
Isnap back to myself, the memories hitting me hard. All the things I endured hitting me even harder.
The nurse tries to touch me again and I flinch back not wanting her to touch me. The guy who got me down for the chains walks over and takes her place.
“Are you in pain?” he asks me. His tone is soft which is a wonder because he doesn’t look soft in the least.
If I didn’t know how gentle he was with getting me down, covering my naked, broken body then I would be terrified.
I nod and look at the table beside me seeing a cup of water. He reaches over and takes the cup, holding the straw for me so I can take a sip.
The first feel of the cool water touching my tongue has me wanting to weep. With shaky hands, I take the cup from him wanting to chug it.
He lets me take it but holds thebottom so I don’t drop it. I can feel him staring at me. I hand it back to him, my head collapsing back into the pillow.
Why is he still here?
I’m rubbing my face when the door opens and the nurse comes back with a shot. “This is for pain,” she tells me and pushes it into the IV.
She walks back out, leaving me alone in the room with him. “What is your name?” I ask, not even recognizing my voice.
“Isaac.” He sits down beside me in a chair.
“How did you find me?” I ask, trying to lift the blanket further under my neck. I feel more secure and love that I’m covered. I’m dressed in a hospital gown and my hair feels clean so they must have washed me.
“Sydney, my friend’s girl, was the other girl that was down in the basement with you.”
I try to sit up in bed, concerned about her. “Is she okay?” I ask.
He nods. “She is a little banged up, but she is fine and worried about you.” He reaches for the little remote and pushes the button to call for the nurse. “Can you bring some warm blankets please?” he asks them.
“I found out my boyfriend was doing shady things, including trafficking women. He got pissed when I threatened to call the cops, so I decided to try and hide from him. He somehow found me and you can guess the rest.”
