Captured

Chapter Twenty-Six

The next morning, I wake up and take in my surroundings. Damn this place. Damn it to hell. Every day, I have to wake up to the same scenery, same smell, same everything. It feels like prison. Which if you think about it, it's the exact same thing.

Noah's arms are around me, so I gently remove them and sit up from the bed. My feet directly make contact with the cold, hard cement ground. The sudden coldness makes my body go rigid. Once my tense body relaxes, I slip on the thin slippers sir provides us. They may be thin, but they keep the cold out a little. I walk around the cellar to wake myself up and glance at the clock on the wall. It read 5:31 am. The others won't be waking up for another hour and a half, so I have some time to do whatever I want to do.

When I look at the steps near the exit of the cellar, I see paper bags with each of our names on them. I grab mine and take a look inside. The bag contained one sandwich, a yogurt cup, a spoon, a juice box, and a note that contained my chores for the day. Does sir know that most of the things in the bag needs to stay refrigerated? I grab the note and juice box, discarding the rest in the trashcan next to the steps. I haven't been eating any of my meals lately. No one has noticed yet. I've just haven't been as hungry as I used to be. My weight has been dropping quickly. No one has noticed that either. I'd be surprised if I weighed more than 100 pounds, if that.

Walking over to where Lissy is sound asleep, I take in her being. Such a delicate human lifeform. I sit on the edge of her cot and try not to move much. I remember all the fun we had when we were young. What a time that was. It feels like a distant memory now. Why'd I choose to do the things I did? I made a portion of this innocent soul's life a living hell. I would do anything to make it up to her. I sometimes wonder what would have happened if I didn't do those things. Would we still be here right now? Would we be a happy family like we once were? Once we escape from here, I'm taking Lissy with me. I want to be the loving and supporting sister she once knew. She's been stuck most of her life stored away down here, away from all of society. She doesn't know what it's like out there. All the beautiful places and people that's out there. All the cute animals. She hasn't seen them in such a long time. We're going to travel the world someday. I'm going to show her all the wonderful things about the outside world when we get out of here.

Standing and walking back to the cot Noah and I share, I unravel the crumpled up note.

To do list:
Clean kitchen
Make bedroom beds (NOT MINE!!)
Fold clothes
Mop the dining room on second floor

Yay me. I crumple the paper back into a ball and throw it across the room, the paper landing perfectly into the trash can. Might as well get some more sleep before I start.