Life's little turn's (Completed){under editing}

The Cell's

After going over everything that happened my calmness started leaving and no matter how hard I tried to calm down it wasn't working, my breathing picked up and my vision started going dark. The creepy and cold feeling of this place was not helping either, it made my panic attack only worse and if I was going to survive this, I needed to get it under control and fast, so I sifted my emotions from fear to anger, it was the only thing that ever helped. I was outraged with the indignity of the whole situation, like criminals we are lock up and the disbelieve that I was in this place and this situation, not knowing why or what was going on, was rubbing me the wrong way. It was then that I saw the other cells and other woman standing around looking bewildered and scared, so I wasn't alone in this and the other woman looked like they were handling things way worse than me. Moving closer to the cell next to me I cleared my throat to get the girls' attention. When she looked at me somewhat bewildered, I smiled softly at her not wanting to scare her even more by scowling at her, "How long have all of you been here?" I asked her stepping a little closer again, the girl came over to me and looked around nervously; she was even scared just to talk to me, making me wonder if these ass hats had something against us talking and maybe they will punish us if we were caught.  Flashes of the orphanage rushed through my mind and the punishments we would get for talking, "I have been here for 3 days now, some of the others have been here a little longer than that, and we have no idea what's going on or why we are here" the frail woman told me in a soft shaking voice. I looked at all of them through my cell bars and shook my head, some of these girls was still very young, but there was no one older than me, that confused me even more, if they targeted younger girls, then why was I taken?.

 "Just great, I am part of a black market sex slave trade and now I am pissed at myself for not sleeping with that one guy back home, now my virginity will be taken by some fucker with a fat belly and a bold head" I thought in disgust and fear seeped into my bones, making me shiver as a cold chill ran down my spine. Leaving the young woman with a gentle smile, I went and sat back down trying again to think of a way to escape and get back home, not that there was anything waiting for me there, but it was a hell of a lot better than this place. The day went by without anything special happening; it was late in the afternoon when the door opened and the man from before came through with other people who were carrying trays with food and drinks. I looked at them suspiciously, when they opened the cell door to give me my food I shook my head and moved back to my bed and gave them a dirty look, no way was I eating their food just to get drugged again. The guard came and stood in front of me, "You need to eat and drink to keep your strength up" he told me with no emotion on his face or in his voice. The intake of breaths heard from the maids was a sure indicator that he never talked to any of the other girls, so why was he speaking to me then? What made me so special?

The same anger from before came back again and I then decided to hold my tongue and not speak a word again until I was free and save and far away from this god awful place. Looking at the guard with a wry smile on my face and crossing my arms over my chest I turned away from him, showing him my back, but still making sure I could duck if they decided to punish me for the disrespect I was showing. He only shrugged and left with the maids through the heavy door again after giving out food to the other girls. Not long after they left something seemed different here, it was only then that I heard the whispers going on around me, making me wonder what the fuss was all about. Trying not to listen to the whispered words around me, I closed my eyes and hummed in my head, but it wasn't helping.

So I went closer to the cell next to me to try and hear what the other woman was talking about, all I could make out was that they normally only got food during the mornings never in the late afternoons as well. The woman believed that something was going on and they were being fed before the slaughter, as if they were cattle and this was the slaughterhouse. Rolling my eyes at this I giggled and sat back down on my bed shaking my head at the others imaginations; they have obviously been here a little bit too long and were starting to go a little crazy. Then a cold shiver ran down my spine, "What if they are correct with their thoughts?" "What if we were all here because of some cannibalistic ritual?" Shaking myself I disregarded the notion as far fetch and stupid, reminding myself not to let the others stupidity rub of on me. Sighing I knew something was coming I could feel it, but I needed to keep my wits end and stay alert. These girls was still pretty young so it was no wonder they thought about the worst case scenario, then again I didn't know which one was the worst. Being killed and then eaten or becoming someone's sex toy until they tire of you and then kill you. I would say the latter was far worse and if we were lucky we would be killed quick and without feeling to much pain, but with my luck, I would probably be awake while they carved pieces out of me to eat. Groaning and mentally slapping myself for even thinking such stupid things and working myself up over it, this place was beyond creepy and the chill in the air was making things worse, I never liked the cold although it has never affected me the same way as other, just another thing that made me different from my friends and people I knew, my head was starting to ache again with all the thinking I was doing so blanking my mind I just sat there staring at the wall, wishing for some kind of relieve, I knew i was in a stressful situation but I have been in worse before and I had never had these kind of headache's then, which meant that something was really wrong or something really bad was going to happen, but it didn't matter how much I thought about it, I will only what it is when it's already happening .....