Hey everyone :) Yeah sorry for not updating for like a looooooooooooooooooooooong time to those of you who have read my story. I said that if I wrote a story on fanfiction I WAS NOT going to take long in updating, sorry I guess I lied. Anyways I would like to thank Katielovestwilight, you gave me my first review and I would like to thank you. When I read your review I felt like writing again so Thank you :) I hope you enjoy chapter 2 on Prisoner :)

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I stumbled at yet another rock. The over-sized man just pulled harder and walked rode faster on his horse. Why should I be treated like this? Didn't anyone feel compassion for the unfortunate anymore? As if the man could hear my thought he just grunted, as if answering no. I decided not to think about it anymore. Instead I looked at the scenery around me, which was beautiful of course. I still had no idea where I was going, but maybe, just maybe it was not going to be so bad. But I cannot let myself hope. No. Not anymore.

The trail was a rocky one, of course. All my belongings were taken away when I became a prisoner, so I had to walk barefoot. This was not a good way to travel. All I could see ahead was the horse's butt. His long black tail slid back and forth, it reminded me of a dog. I looked to the side and took in its beauty. For miles on you could see green grass. Once in a while you could see a small huddle of tress. Oh how I wish I could be a tree right now. Not having to worry about anything, except which way the wind blew. I turned back to the horse tail and decided to pass the time by following its tail.

A good while passed, however I was not sure how long. When the man who made me trail him like I was a dog suddenly stopped.

'' Why are we stopping? "I dared to ask. Then I wished I would have kept my mouth shut.

"Shut up you filthy worm!" yelled the over-sized man at me as his fist struck right across

my left cheek. Why couldn't I learn? I let out a small scream as I felt some blood drop down my face. Sitting on the horse gave him a clear shot at my face. The sting of it hurt, but the worse of it all wasn't the pain but the smug smile that formed on the man's face. He turned back around and got off the horse.

"You do not speak unless I say so, right?" He said as he walked right up to me and kept

his face so close to mine. I could smell the stink of his breath, and I didn't like it. He studied my face waiting to see if I would answer or not. Sure that I would get struck again if I even opened my mouth, I just nodded my head yes. I decided not to give in to him so I just nodded my head yes. It looked like he wasn't happy with my answer. With an angry look he walked away from me. I let out a low sigh, glad that I didn't get hit again.

I looked at the over-sized man and saw that he was unloading his stuff from the horse. It looks like we are going to rest for the night. This was good because I was tired of walking. I waited patiently while he finished unpacking. I knew by now to just wait until he told me what to do. The first time we spent the night was not pretty.

I wanted to help so I took his blankets and placed them on the floor. When he turned around and saw me with his stuff, he yelled and called me a thief. I tried to explain I just wanted to help, but that resulted in me covered in blood. I did not want to go through that again. So I just stood there. Night was falling and I was getting sleepy.

The over-sized man was cozy next to his fire and eating food. My stomach growled at the look of it. When the sun went down the man threw a piece of bread at my feet. This was my dinner. I waited until he went to sleep, so I could eat. He didn't untie me, no he never does, It's not like I would run away, I had nowhere to go, not anymore.

After I finished my food I slid down on the tree I was tied at.

I had trouble falling asleep. I always did even before all this happened. That is how I met him. I decided to keep my mind blank. I didn't want to think about him right now, I had bigger problems. Like how tomorrow I'll find out what is going to happen to me. I overheard the over-sized man say he was happy that tomorrow he was finally going to get rid of me. And how it was not his job to take prisoner to him. The day I spent talking about who he was. I told myself I was not scare. I would take whatever lay ahead of me without fear. However, I was scared, terrified actually.