I opened my eyes and I was still struggling to breathe. I was coughing heavily as the panic attacks had struck all of my will power. By now, my injury was becoming severe, I couldn't even touch it as my wrists were already tied up. I tried getting up but failed miserably. My body already gave up on me, it was just my soul left for trying. My body has severely collapsed with the pain I was bearing from God knows by how much time.
The darkness I was surrounded with was barely visible to me but the feeling of not being able to look at my own shadow was eating me from inside. After trying for some more time, I was tired as hell. Even the dripping blood coming out from my wounds were dried up by now and has transformed into a severe injury.
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My body was no longer allowing me to breathe, my throat went dried and I was sweating hard, "I need....wat....water....", I stammered at my words. I don't know how much time has passed by now but the least I need is water.
But I found no corner of this darkness or a single person to help me. So, it's me who has to save herself from dying.
I tossed up my body giving more force to my elbows, I shifted to the side where a single line of ray was coming from. My eyes fell on the piece of a broken chair kept in the corner of the wall.
I gulped the lump in my throat as taking deeper breaths was helping me to gain even the little amount of energy I was left with. Where are you, Ryan? Will you come to save me? Did you sign those papers? Did you leave me on my own?
My head started buzzing around with the cloud of thoughts igniting inside my brain. I didn't realise when the tears started flowing down my cheeks as I started shuffling my body to reach out to the wooden piece of the chair.
I reached towards the chair sliding my drenched body and stretched my already twisted hands to cut the rope with the side of it's edge. The harder I was rubbing my hands, the more my pain was becoming unbearable.
At the moment, I stopped. My body was declining to support me anymore, I was barely breathing. "God, Please.... Just for some more time.... Please....", I bite my lips as tears started flowing down my cheeks. I have faced a lot of emotional pain and breakdown in my life which has initially made my will power much more stronger than ever.
But this physical pain.... I have never prepared myself for this. I couldn't even imagine this for my whole fucking life.
I inhaled deeper as I knew I don't have much time. They will be coming in no time to check on me. And I will be done by then.
Like forever.
So, this is my last chance to fight back for my life.
But what if Ryan would signed the papers? What if he gave up on me so easily?
