Everything had changed since the year 2028. Towns and cities were trashed. What happen to the people? They had to fight for their own lives. Had to scurry far away from the towns and wouldn't even dare step foot into the cities. That's where it all goes downhill. You step in the city but there's no way of coming out. Either you are dead or Trapped. Doesn't matter which one you've end yourselves in you've walked into the darkest depths of darkness. But who knows she might be the lucky one and leave the place unharmed. Unless she cross his path, then there's no way of getting away. Not even a glance. You can't escape him. No one can.

"It's not a dream, it's called Reality"

This one quote changed all of Dayana's thoughts every piece of every one of them. They all went down the waterfall where they could never be grasp again.

Go ahead and read this story if you wanna know what drastic change Dayana had in her life. Was it for the better or for the worst? You'll find out in "Trapped."


41. Ch.39 |Trapped (h.s)



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My eyes snapped opened, and my hands instantly went towards my head. Holding it tight against my hands trying to lessen the constant pounding of it. Groaning, I turned towards my left wanting to wake up Harry and asking if he had any type of medication that could take this stupid pounding from my head. Upon seeing no one laying besides me, I furrowed my brows. Where could he have gone to. Siting up, I then scanned my surroundings. This was not Harry's room. It began with my breath coming out in quick, un-rapid breaths, my chest tightening with the lack of oxygen, the palms of my hands began sweating and I could feel small droplets forming at the center of my brows. Then it began with my vision becoming blurry, everything was so sudden and it ended as soon as it started, with me collapsing back into an abyss of darkness. 

"Wake up. Goodness, I don't know what they see in you." Came the harsh pain forming on my right cheek, springing up and gasping I looked up towards the culprit. She stood above me with a smirk just like the one she had once she saw me drinking the glass she offered me. 

"Damary, you fucking bitch. What is wrong with you. What do you want!" I couldn't stop myself from screaming at her face. She was the cause of my disappearance. She was the cause of not waking up besides who I loved. I could just feel the various emotions and scenarios going through Harry's mind at this precise moment. 

"Watch how you talk to me bitch. It's not what I want. It's what they want. Honestly if I were them I'd get rid of you once and for all. At least they won't do such thing not till they see him withering in pain that is. But anyways, they sent me to wake you up and get you ready. Now hurry up slut, my patience is wearing thin. Wear this and don't try any funny business. Cause it won't end well with you." She smirked holding in one hand a thin fabric, that looked like a small towel instead of a dress. While the other hand held a small pistol which she was spinning with an her index finger. Sighing all I could do was get up grab the so called dress and went straight towards the bathroom with her calling behind me. "No funny business or I won't mind putting this to use, honey." She sickly smiled. 

Closing the door I leaned against it and sighed. All that kept running lose in my mind was how Damary kept saying they. Who were they? And what did they want with me? Did they know about me for so long. Where was Harry, was he looking out for me? Was he as anxious as I am. The sound of harsh knocking brought me out of my thoughts. "Hurry up, you only got 10 minutes before I put this baby to use." Pushing myself off of the door. I looked at the clothes I was wearing before. It only consisted of my undergarments and a robe. Sighing I quickly began to take off the previous night clothes and slip on the so called dress. It was made out of silk fabric which landed just about my mid-thigh, covering the necessary parts. Shivering at such small coverage, I sighed. 

There was nothing I could do. I didn't even know for fucks sake where I was. Where they had brought me, who they are. I felt useless, weak, vulnerable. It felt just like when I found out my parents weren't with us anymore. The same weak, useless, empty kid, it felt like history was repeating itself but with my emotions. Sighing gathering what little courage I had. I opened the door to see Damary sitting on the edge of the bed, picking at her nails. Upon hearing my entrance she looked up at me and rolled her eyes. Getting up without so much of a word. She made her way towards the door and finding that as my signal I followed behind. This was the first time I would be seeing more of my surroundings. Maybe I could try to escape. Yes. 

There was a possibility that I could escape before she even noticed. Having newfound energy, I look at her back. Hmm, I could take her down easily, let's just hope I get to that small pistol dangling from her fingers out of her grasp. As we got closer to the end of the narrow cemented hall. I could see the structure of the building. No windows, everything was just cemented walls and hallways lighten by bulbs hanging from the ceiling. There was the occasional metal door, but I knew those doors weren't the exist. Slowly the hope of escaping was dwindling down and simmered just as Damary looked behind her, most likely making sure I was behind her, following. Coming to a halt, I saw her grab ahold of my arm and pull me towards her in front a another door, this one being the only one not being metal. 

"Don't say a word." She sneered, opening the door without so much as knocking. As we entered I knew right away this was an office. Shelves of books, a couch and the desk with the main chair turned with its back to us. 

"Lovely to finally have you join us." That voice. I knew that voice. Upon realizing who the voice belong to, my body froze with bewilderment, anger, and most of all, fear. What was happening. As he turned around, I was meet with a sinister smirk and a terrifying mischievous glint in his green/blue eyes. Coming to a stand, he took slow steps around the desk until he stood in front of me. A slender dirty finger touched my cheek, making me shudder in disgust and cringe back. 

"You filthy cunning bag." I spat. Narrowing my eyes into slits. She should have known Armando has something to do with this. They way he would always gaze her way. Or the way he would slowly undress her with his eyes. She should have seen it coming. But it all came down to the question being, why? What did he gain with having me here? He should know better than to piss Harry off. 

"Baby doll, you can call me anything you won't. But it won't make anything else any less real. You are here where you belong. You have overdone your stay at that scumbags mansion. Now baby doll, how about we have a chat. Come, let's have a seat." He grinned motioning to the chair that sat in front of his desk. Not moving a muscles I stood in my spot, refusing to move. No way in hell was I going to accept anything he offered. I wasn't some toy he could just order around. If he thought I was going to be easy to persuade, than he got something else coming his way.

Sighing, he took deep breaths. Before I could even blink, he swung his hand at me. A loud clack resounded through the room. Not a second later my body thumped to the floor. My head hung down, hair cascading given me a coupe of curtain from them. A deep searing pain course through my right hip up to my arm. Not even the sting of my left cheek felt as bad as my body at the moment. Grateful for my hair hanging around my face, I sucked in a breath, squeezed my eyes swallowing the sob trying to leave past my tight lipped lips. Taking shaky breaths I didn't allow the tears to spill. That's what they wanted, to see me weak, at my most vulnerable state but I wasn't going to give them that. I wouldn't let what little strength I had left be stomped and pushed at. No. I wasn't. Taking one last breath, I pushed myself off of the floor, stood up, pushed my hair back and straightened my shoulder back. 

"You don't want to sit, fine. Like I could care less. Now where were we, ah yes. Our chat, baby doll, we have some left business to attended. Any questions before we begin?" He looked up at me. There were a lot of questions, would I ask them. Sadly... yes, I needed answers and if he was willing to tell me, then with all means I would ask. 

"Why me? You do realize Harry's going to hand your ass to you when he finds out your behind all this shenanigan." She spoke to through gritted teeth. 

He chuckled. "Baby doll, you were always meant to be with me. Since day one. But Harry being the "hero" he think he is, snapped you with his filthy hands that night." His eyes held a hint of darkness in them. What did he mean since day one? What did- oh no. Oh goodness no. This can't be happening. No. 

Realization dawning on her she shook her head and repeatedly muttered the word "no". "Your lying." Ready to take a leap towards the door. She stood frozen once she heard the safe of the gun clicking. She stood rigid in her spot, shaky breaths left her parted lips. She needed to get away. Get away as far as she could, but as soon as the door in front of her opened, every once of hope, and strength she led on to came shattering to the floor. When she saw who just stood in front of her.

"What a lovely surprise, darling." He grinned. 

Hell did she want the world to swallow her whole. 


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