ɢᴜɪʟᴛʏ ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴜʀᴇ ⎮ ᴅ.ᴍ.

⌈CHAPTER 72 ⎮⎮ DAY 48⌋

Esme Ambrose (POV)

I think they forgot to feed me yesterday, maybe the day before... I couldn't remember. Most of the day I just slept and tried resting my energy. Whatever I had left of it.

Occasionally, I would get called out of the room and escorted back to the room.

The room.

It's suppose to be a dining room.

Yet it was torture.

I hated going there.

I could hear the screams of other people, or mumbled conversations which meant they were having loud conversations that involved shouting at each other or meetings. I've been there more than seven times, seven is just where I lost count.

The same guy who I first saw when I got here is the same one who's been giving me food, it's only once a day, but sometimes he doesn't come in at all. 

And it's not a lot. Which doesn't help me recover my strength.

I wanted to go home.

I can't take it anymore.

I wondered if anyone was worried about me. I was hoping for some reason that Draco would know I was here or find me. I'm trying not lose hope but I'm also struggling to hold onto my sanity. 

Did Anzac know I was missing?

What if my friends were missing too?

I couldn't take anymore of this, but what was I suppose to do? There's no window here, I had zero weapons, and I was weak. I'm so fucking weak and useless, every time I'm dragged over there I lose more of myself.

I finally hear the keys outside of my door.

Please don't take me.

Please just give me food...

I'm hungry.

I don't want to go back there... I'm starving...

As the door opens, it's not the usual man I see. In fact it makes me back further into my corner than I already was.

It was Dolohov.

He's never came to my room, I've never been alone with him.

I'm scared...

I need Draco.

Dolohov comes closer proceeding to crouch before me. I take a small glimpse at the door, there's no way I could move that quick against him, and if I attempt to make a break for it I'm just going to be hexed.

My body I cannot afford any more of that right now.

I looked back at him, he hasn't looked at me once. I tried seeing where the hell his wand could be. He must have it on him. He has to... look for it.

He finally looks at me with a smirk, "Soon just very soon..."

I didn't say anything, my knees were buried into my chest, I didn't move a muscle just continued looking at him.

"You still have yet to be reported missing but that should change very soon."

I haven't been reported...

This whole time I still haven't.

Does anyone even know that I'm gone?

"I have to admit I can't wait to see your mother even though she'll get what's coming to her," His tone shifted, "Especially him."