Escape Attempt

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Minutes passed like hours in the van. My arms are beginning to feel numb from being trussed up above my head. I couldn't even move my feet. The violent shaking of the van kept me from falling asleep.

'Please... What have I done to you?' My voice sounded sloppy from all the crying earlier on.

The stranger didn't reply, nor turned his head. His eyes were fixed to the road. I presumed I didn't speak loud enough. Just before I shouted to the stranger, the van hit a big bump and I felt my wrist slip. The vibrations slightly loosened the ropes around my wrists. This was my chance. without hesitation, I yanked my hands down repetitively, gritting my teeth as the rope dug into my skin.  I felt the rope slip as I kept pulling, until they finally came out of the knots. Blood refilled my arms as I took a look at my wrists, they had friction marks all around them. The stranger didn't even notice what happened, so I tried to be as quiet as possible. I quietly sat down and tried to free my feet. The knots were too tight for me to untie. Tears start to roll down my face as I tugged on my bound feet over and over again. Letting out whimpers and sniffles as I did. Then I saw the stranger looking at me through the mirror, and once again, the van halted to a stop.

'HEY!' He yelled furiously

I knew I was done for, He would come down and beat me senseless this time. Tears flooded down my cheeks as the stranger walked over to me.

'I'm sorry! P..Please dont h..hurt me!' I cried out.

The stranger ignored me and began to kneel down to my face. I took this chance to give him a punch. I swung my fist to his face, only to be blocked by the strangers arm. He pushed me onto my back, grabbed my wrists and continuously slammed them against the cold metal floor, I tried to flick my legs, but My feet were still tied down to the floor. The stranger continued to slam my wrists. I screamed in pain and salted tears fell from my face.

'YOU WILL STAY AND OBEY ME!' The stranger screeched.

'Stop!' I screamed, tears still flowing from my eyes.

The stranger threw my bruised wrists to the floor and stood up. He looked furious at my attempt to escape. I was close, If it weren't for my feet being tied to the floor so tightly, I could've made it.

'The struggling stops now, Leila.' Scowled the stranger. 'I will punish you even worse if you try anything else.'

I didn't say anything back, I just stared at his face. From what I could tell, the stranger looked kinda... scared. The stranger forcefully stamped on my barefeet. I winced in pain and began to cry again. He then returned to the drivers seat picking up his phone once again.
   The van began to move. I sit on the cold hard floor holding the ropes tied around my injured feet. I could hear the stranger speaking on the phone...

'No, you dont need to worry, Leila is never going to see the light of day again when we arrive.
   
Where were we going? Why are they taking me there? There was no time to ask questions, not now.

'Have you got the chains? Leila will need those'

What? Why will I need chains? I was so confused by this conversation, but I continued to listen. I needed every bit of information I could get.

'No, she's not badly hurt, I had to teach her a lesson!' The strangers voice raised.

That was obviously a lie. He has punched me several times, almost broken my wrists and brutally stamped on my feet. I am in awful pain.

'I'll meet you at the airfield' The stranger added, before putting the phone down.

My heart was racing. They were gonna take me to another country and make me do something! I dragged myself as far forward as I could before my tied feet stopped me.

'You monster!' I screamed, tears now trickling down my face 'You monster!'

I pulled and pulled my feet, only to make matters worse, they were digging deeper into what little flesh I had left on my ankles.

'I've had enough of your crying!' Yelled the stranger as he stopped the van for the third time.

He got out of the seat and repeatedly threw punches at my head, each blow blackening my vision until I was knocked unconscious.

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