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Chapter 59 - I'm Done
Tris
I sit up groaning as the dim lights shutter to life.
My leg is all cramped up, just a like every morning.
I make an attempt to move it to get the cramp to subside, but it just makes it worse. I give up with that and lay back down, staring at the stone celling.
I wonder what room is above me?
Is it that room he took me to before where a dozen men beat and abused me?
Is it that room where I was taken to get those painful, dreadful files done?
No, that one was below me...at least I think it was below me...
The question I've been wondering for who knows how long pops back up in my head:
How big is this place?
Like seriously, I've been down so many hallways and in so many rooms that can't even remember no matter how hard I try to.
I wonder if that's where he has my family; in one of those rooms.
They can't be dead.
He must be taunting me with that. Holding the information over my head; making me have to jump to get it although I know I cannot reach it.
I just hope that Cara hasn't had the baby.
It's too young still if she has had it.
The baby probably wouldn't make it, either from being premature or having David get to her.
I hope David hasn't hurt my mother again.
I hope Caleb and my father are okay. David never seemed to care too much about hurting them, but he has threatened them before, and he also changes in the blink of an eye.
I just hope they're all safe.
Well, as safe as you can get inside this place.
The door to my right creaks open. David walks in carrying a tray of who knows what.
It's unusual that he didn't slam the door open like he usually does.
Maybe he just didn't want to drop the stuff on the tray.
Maybe he was hoping I wasn't awake so he could sneak in and do whatever he desired and then move on with his life.
David comes up to my cell and sets down the tray of stuff he has on the ground. He fiddles with the keys for a moment, then unlocks my cell.
"Morning there, Beatrice." he says bending down and picking up his tray. I cannot make out what is on it, but I'm assuming that whatever it is, it can't be good for me.
He pulls out handcuffs from his pocket and attaches the one end to my left ankle and the other end to the bar like he's done before.
Then he pulls out another pair of handcuffs. He attaches one end to my right wrist, and the other to the bars between my and Cara's cell.
What is he planning on doing?
I want to ask him questions, but I'd rather save my breath and not risk getting beaten, well, more than it looks like he plans on right now.
He turns and grabs the tray and puts it closer to himself. I can now make out that there is two objects on it.
One I recognize from the simulation rooms back in Dauntless, but it's much bigger; needle and serum inside.
But David knows I'm divergent. I don't think that he would even try with a simulation or anything like that.
Would he?
I doubt it.
The other thing I cannot figure out what it is, but I recognize it. It honestly is bothering me on how obvious of what it is but how I can't figure out what it is.
David picks up the needle and smirks at me.
"Don't worry, this will only hurt a lot. I will make sure it will hurt even more if you move." he says still smirking.
He grabs my shoulder tightly and out of instinct I shake him off. He whips around quickly and grabs the other object. He dumps half the thing over my left leg and rubs it with his other hand.
I scream at the top of my lungs.
That's what it was.
Salt.
My vision blurs at the edges as I scream to keep sanity. I feel the little grains of salt seep into my open-wounded leg as he rubs, pinches, squeezes and slaps my leg. I just continue to scream and I feel like I cannot do anything other than scream. Every muscle in my body except for my mouth, throat and chest go completely still as the stinging burn in my leg takes over my whole body.
David's hand leaves my leg as he whips back around and picks up the needle. Then he grabs my shoulder again and before I can even think about moving the needle is deep into my forearm. A cry escapes my mouth as a new pain takes over my body in my forearm along with the continued stinging burn in my leg.
He unhooked my hand from the handcuff, but leaves my left leg attached to the other cell. He stands and collects the tray with the salt and empty needle on top of it. Just before he steps out of the room he kicks my leg one last time; hard.
I scream out from not only the continued stinging burning sensation from the salt a few minutes earlier, but now the force of his kick is enough to make me pray for unconsciousness.
"Please--" I croak.
David turns around and raises an eyebrow at me.
"Just kill me already. I-- I'm done. You win. Just please-- kill me. I'm already closer to death than life, just kill me. Please."
David chuckles. "Silly girl. You think I would just kill you right off the bat like that? Ha. I told you three months ago that if you showed disrespect or anything along those lines I would make you pay the most long, slow, painful death possible. That doesn't just involve me killing you right on the spot." He says.
He re-locks my cell and goes out the same door he came in.
I finally let all of my emotions out, every last one of then that has built up inside of me. I let out a loud cry or a scream I cannot tell the difference. I let out all of the times I stayed strong, when I didn't scream, when I didn't cry out, when I acted like I didn't care. All of that I let out in one loud scream.
I don't stop when my lungs burn, when my throat dries, when I heart pounds, when my head throbs. I don't stop.
I want to die.
I'm done on this world.
I'm never going to get out of here.
No one will ever get me out of here, and I cannot do it alone.
My family is gone.
My friends back home have no clue I'm here.
I am done.
Please.
Let me die.
I'm done.
A/N-
Heyyy Humans!!
Is it sad I just realized I do that whole Hi/ Hey humans thing every chapter?! Lol I don't even know how I started that, but I guess it stuck.
Should I keep doing it?
I'm going away next Saturday, so I'll probably pre-write chapters during the car ride for future weeks! 😄
I have the ability to because I won't be sitting next to my sister or grandma (they both are really nosey) and I would be like smushed between the two of them, so instead we are putting up the one seat that's basically in the trunk so now I can have all the peace to writing I want! 😄😄
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