Adoring Ms. Stevens

Chapter 58

Shiranda's POV

   It's my second morning being in this hell hole with Kiera.  I was here during the daytime the day she kidnapped me, then I was here the next day, and now another morning.  It's really getting annoying.

And she's keeping her promise on starving me.  I haven't had a bite of food or the slightest sip of water since I've been here, and it's starting to affect me.

She walks over to me, munching down on some chips.  "My cousin made a food run.  Want some?"

She sticks a chip out to me like she's offering it to me, but I know better.  She pulls it away.  "Aaaawwwww, too slow.  Better luck next time."

She laughs before walking away and sitting on the couch.

"How are you not bored just sitting on the couch all day?"  I question.  "Watching you suffer is entertainment enough."

I fall asleep, but I'm woken up.  "Uh uh.  You don't get to sleep.  As a matter of fact....."

She moves the couch to where it's in front of me and sits down.  "I'm gonna sit here and watch you to make sure you don't fall asleep on me."

At this point, I want her to kill me.  I'm hungry, I'm tired, I feel light-headed, and it feels like my stomach is caving in on itself.

My eyes close, and she smacks me awake with her crop.  "The hell did I just tell you?  Dumb bitch, you don't listen."

How can someone be so calloused?  So cold?  And all because she couldn't get over me.

I wish I could go back to before this happened.  I wish this could all be over.

Tears start falling down my cheeks.  "Aaaaaawwww, don't cry now.  You weren't crying when you broke it off with me.  I have no sympathy for you. That crying shit don't work with me."

I try to stop the tears, but I just can't.  What if I never see Ms. Stevens again?

Is anyone looking for me?  Does anyone even know I'm missing?  Will I be saved?  Or am I just gonna die here with the she devil herself?

Not gonna lie, part of me is hoping that Ms. Stevens busts the door open, swoops in, and takes me far away from here.  The other part of me is starting to think it's a lost cause.

"I hate you."  I coldly say, my head hanging low, meaning every last single word.  "I love you, too."

"Why don't you just kill me, huh?  Why don't you just get it over with?  Since you hate me this much."

She stands up and comes closer to me.  She lifts my head up, staring me in the eyes.  "And end your suffering?  Not gonna happen.  If I kill you, I can't enjoy watching you waste away."

She lets my face go, my head going back down, and sits back down on the couch, eating her chips.