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Pain...... Excruciating pain. The bottom half of my body is numb. I can't feel a thing. I just lay here on my blood stained bed shivering from the open but barred window. Im trapped. Like a prisoner trapped. No freedom. My head is pounding. My ribs ache. I try and close my eyes so the darkness swallows me again. I succeed. I feel less pain. Im happier. It seems like the old times when everything was normal. Nothing had changed and gone away from me forever. I feel safe. Warm. Loved. The darkness only lasted for a bit longer until i'm brought back to reality. Pain takes control of my body again.

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1. ALONE

*ALICE'S POV*
Pain...... Excruciating pain. The bottom half of my body is numb. I can't feel a thing. I just lay here on my blood stained bed shivering from the open but barred window. Im trapped. Like a prisoner trapped. No freedom. My head is pounding. My ribs ache. I try and close my eyes so the darkness swallows me again. I succeed. I feel less pain. Im happier. It seems like the old times when everything was normal. Nothing had changed and gone away from me forever. I feel safe. Warm. Loved. The darkness only lasted for a bit longer until i'm brought back to reality. Pain takes control of my body again.

I wake up like this every morning. To me this is normal. The pain. The numbness of my body. I have been living like this for about 4 years now. My father used to work for a company. They made him do all the dirty work. I don't exactly know what he did but it was illegal and that if you didn't obey what the people said then you would suffer. I'm the reason my father suffered. He forgot to give a payment in and they kidnapped me to punish my father. He couldn't live with himself for what he did to me. He committed suicide about 2 years ago. I had hope for the first 2 years that i was gonna get out of this hellhole but after my father died i gave up altogether. My mother passed away when i was born because she lost too much blood. I didn't really know her so i'm used to not having a mother. But my father always showed me pictures of her and talked about her. He said i was a spitting image of her. 

It was around 5 am. Im starving. I only get food after i work and i hardly work now because some asshole forgot to wear protection and now i have to face the consequences. Im around 3 months pregnant at the age of 18. I know its not good for the baby to be in these types of situations.

Ive already tried to escape but that only got me put in this room. The other room i stayed in had a window with no bars. But it was always locked.  Which was good in the winter but so stuffy in the summer. Its the other way around for me now in this room. It nice and breezy in the summer and freezing in the winter.

Its now December and its snowing. The snow comes into my room and thats all i have to drink. I don't get fed like i told you. I don't think i have worked in around 3 or 4 weeks. Because my bump wasn't visible, but now it is no one wants pay to "release stress", thats what my kidnapper tells me.

The snow has kept me going but i'm still weak. Today was different. It was so cold that there was icicles on the bars. They were rusty before the snow came and they are rustier and now frozen which could be easy to brake. No one is around at this time they only come and check on me around 12. 

I normally get some of my strength back around 6 am so all i have to do is plan on how i will escape. There is a town about 5 miles away from here. I can see the light of the buildings at night. I'm down a little dark road on the outskirts of london. Im on the second floor of a little abandoned house at the back. There is a pipe next to my window, some kidnappers, so i can just try and climb down that.

I try and sit up. But i fail. The pain in my stomach is increasing. I try one more time with some help from the side of the bed. Still i can't get up. I lay back exhausted. I waited a little while longer and decided that i can try a different way of getting up. I decide to roll off of the bed. Whilst trying to mind my stomach. I roll off of the bed and land on my back. The pain isn't that bad thankfully.

I then try and crawl over to the end of the bed and pull myself up. My legs are like jelly and it takes a while for my legs to stop shaking. When they do i waddle over to the window. I go along the walls for balance and it also relieves a bit less pressure off of my legs, if thats possible but it helps. When i reach the window a freezing cold gust of wind hits my body. Im now freezing. I'm only wearing ripped and blood stained shorts and a white, but now turning grey, shirt. I have nothing on my feet because when i was kidnapped i wasn't wearing any shoes. My feet are cut and bleeding because there is always glass on the floor. Thank god there wasn't any glass where i fell off the bed otherwise i wouldn't be standing up.

I grab hold of the frozen bar and wiggle it to see if i was able to loosen it. It moved back and forth but it didn't break off. I pushed it with all of my strength and it broke clean off. 1 down 2 to go. The middle one was next. The bar was more rusty than the other bars but i used most of my strength on the other bar so its gonna be harder. I tried to move it but it only moved a bit. I looked around the room to find something to break it with. Nothing..... I tried hitting it and the bar moved. I got hope. I started hitting the bar. FINALLY!! It broke. The gap was big enough for a normal person to slip through but because i'm 3 months pregnant its going to be a squeeze. I didn't have enough energy to break the other bar so it was now or never. The window wasn't that high it was around my waist. I was around 5'5 so it wasn't that high.

I tried to jump on the window ledge. I got my bum on the edge. Then i bent my legs and slowly turned around so my legs were facing outside. My feet touched the freezing cold bricks of the house. The snow stopped falling but it was still freezing cold. I didn't dare to look down because i knew that if i did then i would back out.

I then looked over to find the pipe. It wasn't that far away i could touch it from where i was sitting. The only problem was that it was all icy. But i could't stop now!! I edged closer to the edge of the window. I slid over to the pipe. I found a piece of brick on the wall what was sticking out. I put my foot on it and then put all of my weight on the pipe. It was freezing cold but i could stand it.

I then started to slowly move my way down the pipe. I took my foot off of the piece of brick and tried to move down the pipe. But my hand slipped. I started to fall down. I was still falling. I felt something rip. Then i got a pain in my stomach but i didn't think much of it. My t-shirt got caught on a bit of the pipe that was sticking out. I breathed a sigh of relief. But only to have the worst pain come over me. I felt hot liquid pour down the bottom half of my body. I looked down to see that my shirt was covered in blood. The pain was taking over me. I could feel myself blacking out. I quickly tried to free myself and climb down the rest of the pipe. I was near the bottom i could see the ground. I kept climbing down. Inch by inch i got closer. I finally reached the bottom after a couple of minuets. I closed my eyes in relief that i was free. I dangled my foot on the snow filled grass. It felt amazing. The air smelled fresh. I let go of the pipe when both of my feet were firmly on the ground only to fall over again. The snow covered my body. I became frozen. I was shivering uncontrollably. My body was going through shock. I could see myself going in and out of unconsciousness.  My stomach was covered in blood. I lifted my top up to see a massive cut across it. That was when i gave up.

NO!! I cannot let this happen!! Ive gone this far. I cannot give up now!!

I lay on the ground for a little while longer. Getting some of my strength back. I don't know how long i stayed on the ground but it felt like hours.

I then pushed myself up with all my strength. I pulled myself to my feet with help from the pipe on the house. I was still in shock. I was finally free. After 4 whole years I'm free!! I walked slowly, whilst holding my stomach, to an opening in the fence and climbed through.

It was now becoming light and the street lights were going off. I walked down the road for the first time in ages. I felt free. But also terrified that the kidnappers will find me.

I walked for about an hour and a half when i started to feel faint. I think i had lost quite allot of blood. I wasn't bleeding that much tho so how could it be possible. I think i had walked quite far. I think about 2 miles. I could see some of London not that far away from me.

I tripped on my own feet and all i remember is that i came crashing down and hit the floor before i finally blacked out.
 

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