Run Free (sequel to A Lesson Never Learned)

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Sorry about the lack of updates. My friends and I have been taking in the fact that we graduate this year so I've been hanging out with them a lot more often rather than staying inside. Once again: sorry, and I hope you like this update! Also, it's going to be short! SORRY!

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--Nora--

I woke up on the floor. My stomach was rumbling insistently leading me to believe that it was what had woken me up in the first place. My mind was a whirlwind of thoughts. The last thing I could remember was the three men, Beau, Max, and Elliott. I remember they had pinned me down to stitch my head. I reached up with shaky hands to touch my scalp, but a jingle of chains stopped my hand in the air. Groaning, I sat up and tugged experimentally at each hand. Christ. The chains were attached to something above me, but they were loose enough to let me move them halfway down to my body, but if I tried to touch my head, my hands simply wouldn't reach.

I sank my teeth into my lip and tried to scramble to my feet, but stopped when I got an extremely painful stomach cramp from the lack of food I consumed in the past few days.

A sound of a door being whipped open almost caused me to lose my self-control, but from my father's training, I was able to keep calm enough. I heard a whirring sound and soon my hands were being dragged up above me. The chains were shortening.

I gasped in pain and tried to struggle against the chains, but the machine only pulled me up, stopping when I could only touch my tiptoes on the floor.

"Oh, good. You're awake." Teased a voice. I snapped my head up to see a thin, tall man slinking into the room. He had a plastic pig's mask over his face and he was twirling a knife in his hand. "I was hopin' the stringing you up woulda woken you up, but, this'll do, I guess." I began to panic, my body trembling.

"Please-"

"Nope." The man chuckled, shaking his head. He leaned into me and grabbed my jaw. I gritted my teeth as he pushed my cheeks together. "Hm, you look a little scared."

"Fuck you!" I seethed, snapping my teeth at him. His hand was caught in my bite and he yelped, leaping back - shaking his hand in the process. He then brought his hand back to slap me across the face, his palm causing the sound of impact to bounce off of the walls. I whimpered and hung by my wrists, feeling weak from my outburst of energy. The effect of no food in my system was really killing me at the moment and I felt so weak.

"You're a fucking piece of work, you know?" The man snapped, ripping off his mask. I flinched back as he threw the mask at me. "I was sent down here to shake you up and give you food, but now-" he cut himself off as there were sounds of footsteps on the stairs. He cursed under his breath and took a step back, his eyes cast on the floor.

I tugged on the chains again, but to no avail: they didn't even budge.

"What's all the commotion down here?" Said the smooth voice of the man in charge. I closed my eyes, trying to look as pathetic as possible.

"Th' bitch fuckin' bit me!" The man snapped. The other man, Chief, looked me up and down.

"Did you feed her?" He asked softly. The man sputtered stupidly.

"Did I - fuckin' hell, Chief, she fuckin' BIT me!"

"And I asked if you fed her." Chief said coldly, his eyes flashing to the other man. "So now that we're done repeating ourselves like a broken record, let's move on and answer the fucking question, Westfall!"

I shrank back from Chief's outburst and cringed when I felt his hand fall on my face.

"Did you fucking hit her too?"