Chapter 32

Scarlet POV

Forcing my eyes to open was the hardest thing I could have possibly ever done. Come on, Scarlet, wake up! I need to get up! Blinking a few more times, I assessed my surroundings. The metal cot I was on was old, dirty and stained. No sheets on the mattress but definitely mice poop. The only sore of light was a window that let in the moonlight. 

I tried to sit up and was instantly met with searing pain. Pain down my back, head and chest. It took the breath right out of me. Laying there for a few minutes to get the courage to try again, I thought about all the stuff he will do to me if I don’t move. That encouraged me enough to swing my legs off to the side and sit up. Another few minutes before I could even stand. The world spun a few times and I had to reach out to hold on to the wall until everything became still again. 

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