Life Yet Begun.

Dying.

(WARNINGS: mentions of suicidal thoughts)

-Liv's pov-

The next morning has been horrible. This guy wouldn't feed me. I'm famished. I don't know how I have this much energy but really I feel like dying. The man (Robert) finally told me his name yesterday and basically he makes me suffer. It hurts. Every part of my aches. Robert walked in and smirked at me. "Please just let me go." I begged. He laughed. "Never. You know how your parents died? Do you?" Robert asked. I nodded. "I killed them." He said smiling. "I-I tho-thought t-they we-were s-sick." I stuttered. "Wrong. Your father didn't pay me back. He tried to hurt me. Now I killed him. Too bad he's not here to see how great I'm doing." He said. "WHAT HAVE I EVER DONE TO YOU?" I yelled. "Being alive." He said. "Then kill me! Making me wait isn't helping at all! If you won't kill me then let. Me. Go.!" I yelled. He slapped me. "I won't be disrespected by some girly that doesn't get her way." He said through gritted teeth. "I was going to feed you but looks like you can wait." He said angrily. I shut my eyes feeling the burning sensation on my cheek. At least he gave me my clothes back and he untied me. So I was sort of free. I wanted to be rescued. I didn't care who it was. I just wanted to get the hell out of here! Robert walked away closing the door behind him and locking it. I cried. I cried the few tears I had left. It felt like my emotions one by one were slipping away. I wanted to die. I didn't want to suffer anymore. I can't take this pain and abuse anymore. There is nothing in this room. Nothing. Some of my dry blood but that's it. Nothing else was in this room. If I didn't get out of here soon bad things could happen. I could even go mad.

-Liam's pov-

We've been driving for a day now and Abri hasn't said a word. I'm feeling guilty but I can't do this now. I can't stop. I have to keep driving and searching until I find Liv. I won't stop. At all.