Societies Misfits (Completed)

Chapter Nineteen

The road is bumpy as I awake to metal walls and an uncomfortable cold metal floor. I try to sit up but I cant my hands feeling numb but my feeling in my legs has suddenly gone. I begin to panic trying to lift myself up off of the ground but I can't seem to find my balance.

Cassandra is sitting on a sit buckled in a cross from me and when I begin to regain my strength she points her leg out and pushes me back to the cold ground with it

"Move an inch and you will end up like your mother," She says cackling like an old witch and my heart drops again.

I can't believe mom is actually dead. I've been having basically warning dreams telling me that this would happen but I just ignored it all. I knew deep down that my dreams meant something but when Dr. Adams said I was diagnosed with Nightmare Disorder I basically accepted my fate and let it go.

I really can't find any emotions right now. I want to feel sad and angry but the look on moms face right before Richard pulled the trigger told me everything was going to turn out just fine.

But at the moment all I can feel is regret. Regret that I fought with my mom the night before when she knew this was going to be our last night together and she didn't stop me from saying those awful things to her.

I now know and fully believe that mom is a psychic and maybe I carry some of her psychic abilities too. But mom knew a whole lot more than she was telling me and I wish I asked more questions but at the time I was just so hurt and angry and at the moment I just couldn't believe if what she was saying was even true.

Just because my mother had a few too many drinks doesn't me she wasn't sober enough to let go of her past and tell me everything she's been bottling up all these years.

Oh how much I want to just pull that picture of me and mom out of my bra and stare at it all day. But I can't risk them finding out I have it or they could take it away from me like they took my mom away.

There is a hard knock coming from drivers end of the van and I try to tilt my head to see who is driving the car.

"Were here" Cassandra smiles darkly at me as she unbuckles herself and pulls her heavy leg off of my back.

I manage to get myself to sit up but when I try to support myself by getting up off of this wobbly floor I realize that my hands have been handcuffed to the back of me. No matter how hard I pull and tug they just dig deeper and deeper into my skin every push and pull ripping parts of my skin off.

I yelp in pain as Richard opens the back door of the van and I try to shield my eyes from the sunlight but I realize it is completely dark.

"Where am I," I say as Cassandra picks me up from under my arms

They both laugh at me as I begin to shake profusely at just how cold it truly is outside. The night sky has no stars in sight and it feels almost like we're in a whole different universe that isn't earth.

Cassandra pushes me off the small edge of the van and I land head first onto a rocky path.

I look up at Richard and can feel the rocks that have made an imprint on my lip slowly begin to bleed.

"Oh, you poor thing let me help you," He says putting a hand out to me but I just spit out dirt and rocks at him.

He bares his teeth at me and says in a disturbing voice

"You shouldn't have done that Miss Lovey," He says pulling me by my hair.

I scream as loud and as long as I can but Cassandra quickly runs over to me and puts duck tape over my mouth

"No use screaming hun were in the middle of nowhere and you're giving me a migraine," She says as she grabs hold of my legs and I am lifted over stairs thanking them silently for not making me hit my head on each cement step as they pull me up.

Cassandra drops my feet to the ground and they hit the ground so hard a feel the numbness turns into nothingness.

"Got the key," She tells Richard and he looks back at her

"When do I ever need a key," He says kicking the old wooden door in and dusting his hands like he's just done something major

I quickly close my eyes not wanting any sharp bits that broke off the door to land in my eyes as the lift me up again this time Richard holds me by the too legs while Cassandra lifts me up by the hair.

My blond hair feels like its going to tear off by every pull as Cassandra sand Richard lift me down another flight of stairs.

Still keeping my eyes closed I don't want to look around at anything as I am too scared that what I will be faced with could be someone tired up or worst my mom's dead body.

Weirdly I have no Idea what they did with my mother's body. As far as I know, she wasn't in the car with me when we arrived here so I don't know if after a fainted at my house they burnt it down with my mom inside or the throw my mom's body in a lake.

But what do they want with me I think as I am yet again dropped onto the ground smashing my skull on the hard cement floor and when I open my eyes all I see is stars floating inside my vision.

Someone tears off the duck tape off my mouth.

"What is this place" I scream beginning to panic as I hear some sort of lock than a key being placed into something.

I notice from the odd feeling around my neck that the necklace that Jackson gifted me has been taken off and I don't know where it is. I manage to sit up but the dizziness is too strong that I just fall right back into where I was dropped earlier.

"What the f**k DO YOU WANT FROM ME" I scream as loud as I can but it only comes out as a small whine.

My heart races like crazy as I get flashbacks of the rock being thrown through my window and me examining it with a message I can't quite remember taped to it. Than my flashback switches between Mom and Jackson over and over again as I see mom hugging Jackson while she cries into him and he comforts her.

It takes a strange turn when I can see myself below sitting outside with Jackson as he places a box in my hands and I open it to relieve my necklace.

A faint noise begins outside my door and I pretend I'm sleeping as I hear a sliding door open and someone pushing something through a slot.

"Eat up Bridget, You're going to need it," Cassandra says and that's when I can smell burnt toast and tuna fish or maybe something worse.

I almost gag as I try to sit up quickly trying to get away from the awful fishy aroma that is making me want to throw up.

I manage to balance myself up on a wall while I lean on it a begin regaining my vision once again.

The room I'm in is fall to ceiling made of cement. There are no windows to escape and I suddenly feel very claustrophobic inside this small space. The room kind of reminds me of a prison cell expect not as clean and there is no toilet in this room apart from a water bucket off to the side but as if I'm going to squat down like a disgusting dog and do my business in that.

With my arms still handcuffed I can't really do anything apart from investigated this small enclosed space. So I begin walking to the door examine the food that was dropped off in a small sliding door and I look at it and almost vomit.

"Whose finger is that" I scream out loud running to the water bucket on the fall and vomiting aggressively into the bucket.

The vomiting continues as I look inside the bowl and mixed with my bile is someone's old fezes and try to swallow down my vomit not wanting to feel anymore weaker everytime I let it out.

"What's going on in there," Cassandra says from outside as she slides across the small sliding door and peeps through.

I want to pick up my next vomit dish and throw it at her but I can't when my hands are both handcuffed to my back

"Ah!" She says with a sly smile.

"I see you saw your meal," She says flicking the finger onto the ground

"Whose finger is that" I barely scream as I am way too weak to even move anymore

"Mine," She says slamming the sliding door and now the little light in my cell flickers off and I am in complete and utter darkness.

I want to just cry for hours. Cry for my mom. Cry for me not believing her and taking her seriously. Cry for Sean and Piper. Cry for Jackson who lost his grandfather. And cry for me who has been kidnapped and basically held somewhere at my own will for no reason I can think of expect anything as to why I am being held here expect they want me dead like my mom.

I rock back and forwards on the ground crying for what feels like an eternity when the door to my cell opens up and Richard is standing there with black gloves on and a no shirt on sweating.

He looks nothing like mom showed me in the photo. His charm is nothing but an evil presence. His tattoo across his chest has gone to a green hue and fading where it barely reads "Soceti Msits" with heaps of letter completely faded away.

"Wakey wakey princess," He says walking inside

If I so had the strength right now I would get up and kick him straight in the nuts but I honestly feel like I can't move a muscle.

He walks into the ceil and instantly I can smell just how vile he smells. Richard smells like he hasn't had a shower in ten years and I can smell his yellowing teeth from a mile away.

"What do you want from me," I say barely keeping my eyes open

"Oh, you poor thing I just want to spend some Father and Daughter time," He says laughing while he walks over and places an old cloth that smells like bleach over my mouth and I try to scream but the blackness eats me up.

Waking up to a dimly light room full of half burnt out candles I sit in a wooden rocking chair. My feet have been tired with rope on either side of the feet of the chair and my arms have now been tired up to the back of the chair.

"Oh good morning sunshine," Cassandra says walking over with a jelly-like substance

"Now drink up sweetie you're going to need all the energy you can get to speak with my Rocky," She says smiling as she inches closer and closer to me and I clench my teeth as hard as I can not wanting to drink the unknown substance.

"Open wide granny is coming inside," She says trying to open my mouth

"Granny?" I shout but the drink has already gone into my mouth and she is holding my mouth shut so I can't open it.

"Now swallow it up," She says and my eyes begin to well up again and I feel bile coming up into my mouth again.

I begin gagging as I swallow down my vomit and the bloody testing substance.

"Ah that's a good girl, Pigs blood I have found is so good for you," She says licking her lips

"Excuse me" I shout but she is already up the stairs.

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