Chapter 17- Counting the days

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Kylie POV I lost count of the days I have been in here. I was trying to count the days that went by, by tracking how many times light shone through the window. But I forgot the last number and haven't been sure since then. It's been over a week. I know that.  I've hit my head a few times making my senses a little wonky. When they feed me I can't taste much or smell it very well. But angel has been able to sense wolfbane in it. But it hasn't been affecting me. I think that is strange but Angel says we have a strong tolerance to it. They feed me once a day and it's about that time again. It's sunset, meaning it's right around dinner time. That's when they feed me. Just then there was a knock on my door. I heard the click of the door telling me someone was coming in. It was a small girl, one I hadn't seen before. skinny, pale, bruised.  “You're new.” I said. “Yes, I will be serving your food from now on out.” Something didn't seem right though. “Are you ok?” I croacked. She gave me a small smile and a nod. Placing the tray down in front of me. I'm sitting on the floor. Today is a small, terribly made turkey sandwich. Half an apple. And A small glass of orange juice. Seams like it's not a bad meal, Right? Wrong. Someone took a bite of my sandwich. And there is a bug in my juice. Still sounds appetizing, right? I mentally eye role.  The girl began to leave but stopped when I called for her. “Wait!” She turned around. “Is there something else you need, miss?” She said in a small quiet voice. I could barely hear her. “Did they take you to?” I asked carefully. She stiffened. “Well, no. I was born here.” She said. “So you're one of them? A bad person? But you look like you aren't treated fairly.” Tears began to brim her eyes.  “I'm not a bad person. I was born here but they killed my parents. I have worked for them ever since. They told me that my parents disobeyed them. My parents were kind, not bad people. They were different from everyone here. I truly hope they are not dead, but i think i just can't accept the fact they are. I haven't seen them in years, so what else could it be.” She finished and the tears finally fell. Wow. “I'm so sorry.” “It's ok.” She gave me a sad smile. “I just hope I can get out of here one day.” That gave me an idea! **Time skip a few days** The girl came back every day giving me my food. Each day we would discuss a plan to get out of this s**t hole. She got small details from rumors and other slaves around the pack. We were really starting to get somewhere with this plan. There was only one problem now. “Mate” Angel said. That's the problem. Where do we go if we can successfully break out of here? “To mate” Agel repeated herself. I'm not totally opposed to the idea. But if we go back to mate I want to take things slow. I want to get to know him, not just start a relationship because we are mates. “But we can go back to mate??” Angel asked enthusiastically. “Yes. IF we can find him.” That is our other problem. My senses haven't been great. And while I was at Blue Moon, I never really went anywhere besides school, sometimes the store. Other than that i was always home. I'm not familiar with the territory. Even if I could smell like when my nose is working properly I wouldn't be able to find my way back. Now add the fact I can't smell very well to the mix and I don't even know where to start. My senses are all f****d up because when I have a visitor, they aren't friendly. Some are, but most aren't. They usually attack me for no reason and now my head has been hit many times. I've passed out a few times and my vision went wonky. Luckily my vision is starting to work properly again. But I'm hoping all my senses are at 100% before we try and leave. I'm very happy that Zoey has been helping me. She's kind and I hope we make it out alive. Speaking of which, perfect timing. There she is with my dinner. She placed it down in front of me and I began to slowly eat my food while we discussed our next step. We talk about where to go if we make it out alive. “Which we will” Angel chimed. And Zoey agreed, if we can find blue moon territory then that's where we will go. She can become a pack member. The only problem is we do have to find it. We got done talking and she left my cell again. I hate calling it that “Cell” makes me sick to think about where I am. Anyway she can only talk a few minutes or we would get caught that she is helping me. I was very tired so I decided to lay down. On the floor. Ever since...what happened… I don't like to go on the bed. So I mostly stay on the floor. Sometimes I sit in the chair but that scares me too.  “Good night Angel.” “Good night doll.” With that my mind left this dreaded place.. **Evening of the next day** I have been talking to angel most of the day. Going over plans of escape and dreams for when we do.  Now it's just about time for dinner again. I'm excited to see Zoey . We are so close to getting out of here, I can feel it. Zoey knows a bit about the territory. She gets out and about for chores. So she knows places that are good to hide. Best spots to escape. Alphas schedule. Other slaves/ pack members schedule.How the doors open. Best times to leave. We have most everything ready. We have it mostly mapped out in our mind. I think a few more days and we can do it. “Yay!!” Angel chirped. I heard the click of the door signalling someone coming in. Weird, she didn't knock… she always knocks… the door burst open and it wasn't Zoey. OH NO! Why didn't she show up?! I hope she is okay! My eyes started to swell with tears. The guy holding my food walked over to me and dropped it in front of me. He didn't even set it down. My food spilled a bit but I didn't really care. “There! Eat up!” He spat. He quickly left. I was happy he didn't hit me. But he was still rude. I slowly began to pick at my food. My ham sandwich was literally just ham on bread. They gave me a small cup of water with that. I ate the sandwich then gulped down the water. I was very dehydrated. But I was more worried about Zoey than anything. Why didn't she show up? It's been her for the last few days. Why not now, she said she was assigned me now. Something must be wrong. I started sobbing, hoping she was okay. Until exhaustion finally took over and I drifted off to sleep.
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