Hell part 1
She sits alone, on the cold floor, completely exhausted. She looks around the room, or cell as she calls it. It barely measures 7 by 10 feet, with a dresser, a night stand and a bed. The bed she wants nothing to do with. The bed that has brought her pain ever since she was put in this god forsaken room. HE knew she would try to escape, that's why HE had her collared to the wall by a metal chain that has been digging into her neck as of late. There's no way around that thing, it is so heavy and uncomfortable. For weeks, she's tried to pull the five foot chain from the wall. She knows deep down it's futile, but she still tries, she has to. This is her own little piece of Hell and she wants out.
She hears a noise just outside her door. Probably the other girl HE has here, Erica. Then suddenly, the door to her room opens and HE walks in, a wicked grin on his face. HE's about 45 and she knows a lot more about him from before all this started.
Six months ago
Owen and Priscilla D'Ancanto just had a fantastic night at their friends' house, Raven and Eric. Priscilla had met Raven in a clothing store several months back. They were both looking at the same blouse. The two would have hit it off right away, becoming fast friends. Few weeks later, Eric was introduced and warmed his way into the couples' home.
Once the D'Ancantos arrived home from their night out, their daughter, Anna Marie, would have told them that Eric had made a pass at her at the party.
"That's absurd, Anna! Why would Eric try to kiss you when he has such a lovely wife? Stop lying. Now I want you to go up to your room and pray for forgiveness. Lying is a sin." Owen scorned her. She didn't want to disappoint her father, but what Eric did was wrong. She did as she was told and went to her room, and she did pray.
Present day
She grabs her clothes to get dressed as fast as her hurt body will let her, every muscle screaming in pain. She can even taste blood in her mouth, her lip being cut from the slap she would have gotten for defying Him again.
Slowly, the young woman is making her way back to the bed, knowing that something soft under her might help her broken body. She's just about to very carefully climb into bed when something gets her attention. Something foreign on her bed. Something metallic and small on her bed.
"Oh my god" she whispers to herself as she picks up a key. She brings it up to the padlock, tries the lock and it opens. She can't believe her luck. She quickly runs to the side of the bedroom door to fetch her shoes, runs back to the bed, grabs her pillow, yanks the pillowcase off and runs to her dresser. She puts in as much clothes as she can and puts a knot in her makeshift bag. She goes back to the bedroom door and puts her ear to it. Nothing. She takes a deep breath and goes back to the bed to pick up her bag. She walks over to the window and opens it. She peeks out and notices that she is on the second floor. She throws her bag out, and then she takes a step on the window sill. She is surprised to see that there is a trellis on the outside wall and knows that an angel must be watching over her.
She climbs down and once on the ground, grabs her bag and starts running for the cornfield, never looking back.
It feels like she has been running for hours, her body is in such pain now but she's refusing to stop. She sees a clearing up ahead and makes a mad dash for it. It's a road and she sees a car coming. She is praying to God that it's not Him or one of His friends. The car stops a few feet from her. She's almost out of energy but is sure that if she had to run, she would. There is no way she is going back to that Hell.
She sees someone getting out and she is petrified. She can't make out the driver even as he is making his way toward her.
"Are you ok?" the man asks her.
"Help me. Please."
"Get in." is all he says and she does. She looks at him getting in the driver's side and off they go.
"Where are you heading?" he tries to make conversation.
"Away from here. As far as you can take me." she replies, looking at him. He nods his head and puts his eyes back on the road.
Ok, so this is a story that has been floating in my head for a while. It is still a work in progress but I will try to update as often as I can. I hope you enjoy it.
Oh and by the way, I do not own anything, if you recognise the character, it is not mine.