Driven Insane

The Beginning

Girl's POV (Point Of View)

I'm tired of it. I'm tired of them. I'm tired of this room. I'm tired of these iron shackles. I'm tired of it all. I've cried my eyes out, I've screamed to the top of my lungs. I've bled out half of my blood, my skins pale. Isn't that enough. Haven't I suffered enough? Haven't you gotten tired of it? Why must I suffer more? I think about these things every day and every night. I cry myself to sleep each night. I just want to see my family again I just want to see my brothers' smiles and hear their laughs. I just want to see the sun and the sky for once is that too much to ask?

I heard the iron gate open and I looked up. I believed the guy's codename was Jock or something like that. He picked me up, "Rise and shine beautiful. We're going on a trip," he said in a joking voice. You could here the wickedness in his voice. I didn't speak because I know if I try to reject he'll beat me with the hammer - yes the hammer-  and carry me anyway. I tried to stand but my body was weak and I fell. He then proceeded to brutally kick me about my torso. "You're so weak and fragile. It's so funny to watch." All I could do was block my face and cry; there was no use doing anything he'll just call Doggy his partner in crime. The guy was bigger than the others and was too strong for comfort. He'd throw me into a wall, or maybe punch me into a wall or something.

They all loved to torture me. He picked me up and literally dragged me to the loading bay. He threw me on the floor like I was trash. They didn't care if I was bruised, had broken bones, bleeding or even uncomfortable. They just took me for their little play toy. Their little entertainment. "Come on beautiful smile for once would ya!" the man teased, a laugh erupting from his throat. Another man appeared i think he was codename Flytrap -yes they all had codenames- and he had the hammer and a collar in his big hands. I felt small and useless against them but as I saw one walking towards me with a key an idea popped up in my head.

They took off my shackles and I was a bit surprised. I smirked inside my mind and I turned around. Just as every other day Flytrap had his knife. I immediately got up and ran towards him grabbing his knife. It was heavy but bearable for me to hold. They were going to pay for all they did to me. I backflipped away from the group -thank you gymnastics classes. I felt different, I felt like I had a chance against them. Against the men who tortured me for months without rest. Who broke my mind and took away my emotions. My very being was changed. I wasn't the happy old girl I was. I was a broken-minded girl without emotions, without anything to hope for anymore. I hadn't dreamed of a day like this. I never knew this day would come. The new beginning of my life. I would finally be freed from this hell.

A/N: That's the end of this chapter hope you like it. Please comment and share. 😁