I Will Escape

As he gets out of the shower I sit down in the tub and curl myself into a ball. I cry out. Tears streaming down my face. I am embarrassed and hurt. I am terrified. Why is this happening to me? I let out a crying scream. My innocence is gone. He took it from me! He has taken everything from me. I don’t understand why he wants me. Why he chooses me.

I tried to stand, but my legs are weak. They're shaking. As I look I can see blood running down in between my thighs. I am sore, I have bruises covering my body, and scars that he gave me from the door and beatings that he put me through. I'm wondering why he is doing this to me.

I make it standing up my legs still shaking. I start washing my body trying to scrub his scent off me. The water is burning my skin. I scrub and scrub.

I hear a knock at the door, “Hurry the hell up Sabrina!”

I respond, “Ok,” feeling beaten. I finish washing my body then my hair. I go to get out of the shower and there is a towel on the sink. I dry myself and look into the mirror seeing the bruises on my throat, my face looking broken, and feeling broken.

Jazz says, “We need to stay strong Sabrina. It is going to be rough and it won't get better. We will get through this.”

“I know jazz, but I'm scared.” I know I can do this. A fire lights up inside me. I dry myself off and get dressed.

I walk out the bathroom and see Joyce the Alpha's sister. This bitch thinking she knows me lets the fun start. Joyce says, “Hi Sabrina. I was just coming to check in to see how you were feeling.”

I respond, “I'm fine. I could be trapped with your monster brother that just raped me not just once but twice and a lot probably to come. Living the dream. How about you Joyce how are you doing!” “I am doing fine thank you. I know my brother is demanding and possessive, but he chose you,” she says.

"Yes the bruises around my throat, face, and the mark on my neck proves it. Joyce I think you should probably go. Just get out. I don't need you checking up I-"

Alpha walks in. “Are you hungry,” he asks. I really want to tell him to go fuck himself, but the truth is I'm starving.

"Yes I am."

He reaches his hand out and says, “Let's go.” As he pulls me down the hall like I'm a toddler I smell bacon. Oh my god! It smells so delicious it's making my month water. He puts a plate of food in front of me. Eggs, bacon, and toast. He sits beside me and demands for me to eat. As I sit there and begin to eat so does he. We sit in silence while we are eating.

He goes to touch my shoulder and I jump. It scares the shit out of me. He starts rubbing my back and says, “My girl Sabrina, you look beautiful.”

I say, “Please don't touch me.”

He slaps me. I fall off the stool, and he growls, “I will do as I please. Sabrina you need to realize you don't have any control anymore.”

I look at him, “I hate you,” I respond, “You are a horrible person!”

He laughs, “Finish your breakfast.” He picks me up by my wrists and forces me to stand. Then I sit, and he tells me to finish eating my breakfast. I do not because he tells me to, but simply because who knows when I will get another meal.

I finish my food. He grabs me by my wrists and says, “Let's go.” As we are walking the halls I pass a familiar scent. It was Tonya. She was here. I stop moving dead in my tracks for a sec then he tugs me towards him. I fall into him. “What are you doing why did you stop?”

I respond, “It's nothing. I thought I smelled something, but it's nothing.”

"Well hurry up! Don't stop. I need to get going,” he says as he opens up a bedroom door roughly pushing me in the room. I fall to the ground.

He laughs and says, “I have stuff I need to do. I will be back later. Someone will bring you lunch. Don't cause any issues, or there will be consequences. Do you understand?”

“Yes I understand,” I say.

He bends down making me forcefully look at him, “Go ahead. I'll make sure your punishment is enjoyed by at least one of us.” Then he shuts and locks the door.

I get myself up off the ground and say to jazz, “Did you smell the familiar scent? It's Tonya! She has been here, or she is still here. Is she ok? Is she alive?”

“Sabrina,” Jazz responds, “stop you need to only think of yourself. You can't be worrying about Tonya. I know she is your best friend, but the Alpha will use her against you if he can.”

“I know he would, but it would just be nice to know that she is okay.”

Jazz responds, “Are you ok? Her fate is probably the same just by a different wolf.”

“No. Don't say that, Jazz please.”

Jazz responds, “Unless she is here by choice, and that's unlikely since they murdered her family too.” I get up and my body's sore as ever. I attempt to look around and realize I'm in the first initial room I was in before with the white walls. The nice furniture is here and so is the closet full of what he is going to use to get pleasure using against me. I'm so tired.

I make it over to the bed and lay down. My body is sore. I curl up into a ball just wanting to disappear. Thinking about the past couple of months just makes me tear up. Is Tonya here? Is she even alive? Did they have to torture her like they did me? I'm still here, is she? Maybe she is. Tonya is so hard-headed I'm not sure if she would submit to this kind of life either. She is a fighter I just know it. No matter what she is fighting in my thoughts. I slowly fall asleep.