When I woke up my head pounded as if I have a hangover but this is much worse, My vision is blurry and I couldn't rub my eyes because my wrists are bounded together and connected to a metal railing.
My feet aren't bound together but they ache, must be because I ran yesterday, was it yesterday? What day is it today?
I'm still wearing the dress but it's coated with sweat and dirt.
I suddenly felt a kick to my stomach, winding me, I gasped trying to curl into a ball and felt another impact on my side.
"She's awake." a husky voice says, I rubbed my eyes against my knee and raised my eyes to stare at the bulky man filled with tattoos. "Leave me alone. Call my dad, he has all the money you want." I spat at him and glared with all the hate I could muster.
The man laughed, echoing around
