Ellie had eaten several meals that David brought to her during the entire day. All of which consisted of some meat slosh. The meat itself had different coloring every time. The first meal was lighter compared to the other two, which looked rather beefy.
She was already sick of it. Almost literally.
By this point, she'd rather chew on the bark from some tree than eat another dish prepared by David.
Every time she ate, the memory of the damned bloody arm would replay in her mind, triggering her gag reflex to kick out and almost make her regurgitate the food.
But she kept it all down. For her energy. The energy that she'd hopefully get to use soon in escaping and reuniting with Joel, whom she hoped to God was still alive.
She refused to let her mind think otherwise and sink her into panic and depression.
She was still naked. Forcing her to use the bed's blankets as coverage every time David entered the room.
She failed at trying to pick the shackle's lock numerous time. The desperate attempt to squeeze her wrist out from it was next, but she only caused painful cuts that bled decently but not dangerously.
"I'd rather you stop doing that. I don't want you hurting yourself like that." David calmly told her when catching her new cuts.
The impulse to say, "I'll do whatever the hell I want." came and went with Ellie never acting on it.
"Where are my fucking clothes.." She instead went with.
"I'll bring them to you here in a minute." David answered. "I want you to get washed up today."
What? Ellie thought. Where and how?
"I turned one of the lodge's hot tubs into a bath a while back." He told her. "It works pretty nicely. I think you'll like it."
Ellie said nothing. She didn't want to move from the bed.
Then she became aware that David would actually have to free her from the chain in order for these plans to happen.
Now she wanted to move.
Unfortunately, David could already see through her plan. He knew damn well that girl was constantly on a clever mode. And for that, he prepared himself with a firearm.
He had left and come back with a night gown that seemed too long for a girl Ellie's age. It looked to be more fit for a completely grown woman. Not a girl.
"Those aren't my clothes." Ellie's refusal was nothing new.
"They are now." David made clear.
"No." The girl replied. She had met her match with stubborn people.
"Alright then. No." David surprisingly agreed. "But then you'll be walking out of here bare." He kept revealing. "You want that?"
Ellie balled both of her hands into a fists.
For the sake of her dignity, or what was left of it, she accepted the new attire. David had unlocked the shackle so she could properly put it on.
To keep the girl from lashing out, the man stayed several feet away from her, aiming the large gun at her head.
"No sudden movements." He warned. "You know how it goes. I believe you're familiar with the words 'right between the eyes'." He crafted a smile.
Despite the caution, he could still see a flicker of rebellion and challenge in her eyes. This meant that he would have to raise the punishments..
"There are men stationed at every possible exit in this building. They know that if they hear anything suspicious, the order to kill you and your friend out there is given." He explained. "No sudden movements."
He had successfully killed the girl's fire this time. Now she was slow and showed no signs of snapping.
"Fuck you." She lowly hissed.
"Not yet." The man replied, confusing her.
With her arm fully free, Ellie finally slipped on the gown, being careful as to keep her personal parts from slipping out.
"Come on, it's nothing I haven't already seen." David told her with an eerie smile.
"Go fuck yourself!" The girl snapped. This made David's smile drop.
"I'd start watching that mouth of yours if I were you." He threatened, "Or I'll give it something to keep busy."
Ellie locked stares with him for a few seconds, still confused. She's heard many threats, but this one made no sense.
"Now hurry up." He gestured her over to the doorway with his gun.
For a fleeting second, Ellie felt the spark of wanting to leap at him and try taking his weapon away, but the moment she rose to her feet, the aches and trembles hit her. She was weaker than what she had been in the back room prison.
She let out a quiet gasp of discomfort. Her legs, especially her inner thighs, were beyond sore. Her private area stung.
"Down the hall." David directed her. "Down to the left. Where the pool room is."
Ellie was cringing the entire way as she treaded down the deteriorating hallway. She could hear David following her steps every way. She could also feel the invisible laser of the gun pointing right at the back of her head.
"Everything's all in there. It's even running and ready." The man informed her when she opened the large tinted glass door.
Ellie felt a small weight lift from her chest when noticing that David didn't follow her inside the private room.
The "pool" was more of a hot tub as he said, with a fancy waterfall in the shape of mountains. Ellie could see the warm steam rising off the water. It was the only thing that looked inviting.
She slipped the long gown off and just now noticed the dry blood on her legs.
"Fuck..." She groaned when trying to remember exactly what David had done to her. It came back in bits and pieces, but she couldn't mentally view a smooth memory of the events thanks to the alcohol that blacked the rest of it out.
The comfortably hot water triggered goosebumps on her upper body that was still dry. When she turned around, she could see blurred figures of several men patrolling the lodge's living room through the door. She just hoped that they couldn't see her bathing..
Ellie never thought she could feel comfortable in the possession of David, but the relaxing waters were saying otherwise. For a brief period, she was at a peace that she had wished ever since this apocalypse.
In the middle of her bath, her mind involuntarily wandered to a side that wasn't common for the girl's behavior. She didn't know her hand was traveling low and between her legs until she started feeling around. She stopped when realizing how swollen her cunt was.
David violated her. That much was a given. But how far HAD he gone?
She remembered him putting his mouth on hers, then on her body. This made her scrub and scratch at her torso and chest in a desperate attempt to remove any traces of him.
His THING, he put his thing inside of her! Her mind yelled, enhancing the cringe until she felt cramps.
Her fingers curled and she dug her nails inside of herself, causing red scratches that burned with the water, but she didn't care.
The tears were coming back again.