*****WARNING***** This story has mentions of rape, drug abuse, mental abuse and physical abuse DO NOT READ if you don't feel comfortable with this subject matter...

"She is the friend in exile-the exile that is sure to be inflicted on the person who refuses to shut out the contradictions and discrepancies that the rest of the world conspires to hide." - Kathleen Damiani

The darkness surrounded me, stifling bleakness. I didn't know where I was, it didn't matter as long as I was away from them. A cold breeze whipped by smattering me with the ice like rain, my bare feet seeping into the mud and mush of the forest floor, small twigs crunching into my heal delivering a painful stab each time. I wrapped my arms around myself, shivering trying to use friction to warm my battered body. It was useless my hands were just as cold as the rest of me.

Three gun shots rung out into the stillness of the night. I froze trying to listen, all I could hear was the rain pattering on the trees, and the cricks and croaks of the insects harboring themselves within the trees. Howling and growling dogs sounded in the distance and I knew I had ran out of time. They've discovered I'm missing.

The last grain in my hour glass has dropped. I started running then, I didn't want to die, I would escape the Reaper for as long as I could. My feet and muscles protested against the strain I was forcing upon it. I hardly had any energy left, they don't feed us often; to prevent the very thing I accomplished.

I ran harder as the I heard the dogs drawing near, the rags wrapped around my body snagging on claw like branched, scratching at my exposed arms and legs, my face luckily enough avoiding most of the damage. The pills rattling in my enclosed fist offered me my only comfort. If I was caught I would swallow all of ten of the long white pills making me overdose and die. My death was mine to control now, no more beatings, or starvation. The bloodletting would stop, my death would inevitably be painful, but mine to decide.

I was about to stop, with a smile on my face and just take the pills when I was tackled from behind. Warm hands snatched my arms and squeezed. I could feel my arms protesting under his strength. He turned me around and my tears cascaded down my sallow cheeks, I thought I was free, for once.

"Thought you could escape you bitch?" I knew this man well, he was one of my many captors, we were never told any of the men's names, we were only to refer to them as our masters.

I knew how his grungy blond hair felt between my fingers; I would pull his hair to try and get him to stop, it only excited him more.

I knew where each one of his teeth were; from when he would bite on my bare breast. He like to mark me as his, to make me bleed by his hand.

I knew what the gleam in his evil blue eyes meant; He was going to beat me into submission then take me on the spot.

Like he's done many times before.

His hands moved to my shoulders and he lifted my torso and slammed me back into the grime of the forest.

"Well you failed little girl, I will always own you. Until I've had enough of your tight little body. And when your stretched and useless we will kill you and move onto the next whore." He sneered spitting on my face. He removed one of his hands only to place his other forearm onto my throat. I started floundering under him unable to breathe as he dug into his pants pocket, with his free hand pulling out a few of those pills I had dropped when he tackled me.

He removed his forearm and shoved the pills into my mouth as I gasped for oxygen. I swallowed them convulsively, air flowed into my lungs when I only wished to die. My tormentor started to stand up when I seized my chance, lifting my knee I jabbed him in the groin. As he collapsed in pain I hoisted my self up and ran as fast as I could my adrenalin pumping thru my veins. I knew I only had a few minutes before the pills took affect and I would pass into a drug induced haze. I pushed myself harder, my heart hammered in my chest trying to beat from my rib cage.

I thought I was doomed when I felt the drugs taking effect, yet if by some miracle, I escaped from the woods onto a highway. I stopped in the middle of the road as my vision grew blurry and my energy finally drained me causing me to drop to my knees. In the distance I saw a car speeding down the road towards me and I smiled as I fell into darkness. The car was either going to run me over or stop, either way I was saved.

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