Fight for F.E.A.R.
Hanging By a Thread
Audreys POV
Theres no way to measure time in this hell hole. I can feel the walls closing in, my head is constantly filled the the screams of wild ones being tortured or the gargled screams of the dying. The screams echoed in my brain, torturing me. Juliet remained in the corner with the other woman, who I realized was extremely close to death. I looked over at them.
"Juliet?"
She looked up. "What?" her voice was so small.
"How long have you been here?"
"I don't know. There is no day or night here. We have no way to mark days. I've been here too long."
I looked the other woman. "What about...her?" I whispered in reference to the other woman.
"She came with me," Juliet made a weak smile and patted the woman's leg. Her eyes opened slowly and she removed her resting head from the cement wall. The woman didn't even try to smile. she looked so weak...fragile...
"Wait...you were brought in here together? Or captured together?"
"Both." Juliet said. "We were captured from the camp together. We stick together, right Ella?"
Ella. This...was the woman Jake loved. She was the one that Jake had fallen for, proposed to. She was the one Jake was supposed to marry. She'd been kidnapped the day of their wedding. This is the person Jake had waited, hoped for, cried for, would even die for. "Jake..." I whispered to myself, not realizing I'd spoken my thought.
She momentarily perked up. She looked like she could crumble any moment. "Jake?" she began to weakily look around. "Jake?" she called into the dimness.
"He's not here Ella, they are trying still," Juliet whispered.
"You know Jake?" she croaked tiredly.
"Yeah, I've spent a lot of time with him."
"He's...so wonderful."
"Yeah, he really is." It hurt to talk about. I knew on the moment he found her alive I would be kicked to the sided. It was so bittersweet. I wanted him happy, but I wanted my own happiness too. This was the pain. These feelings for Jake had been useless. I didn't want to find her dead but I also didn't think she would still be alive...I felt so horrible. This fate was so twisted. I wish I had died that might in Isring. I should have died that night in the desert. I should have died that first night at camp. I wish I was dead. I wish I could die now. Maybe I should just end this all. Maybe the shadows will torture me and I'll die here.
"Tell me...about him," she whispered as she closed her eyes and rested her head against the wall.
"He's wonderful...he's very caring and calm. He told me about you. He...he loves you." I turned away from the woman, not wanting to show the tears running down my face. "He can't wait to see you again. He...he really misses you."
I looked over, she must be asleep.
Juliet saw my tears. She glanced at ella and shooter over to my side as I sunk down with my back against the cold wet wall. The years began to course down my face, burning as the pain in my heart was extracted. She wrapped an arm around me. "Don't break. Not here."
"I can't Juliet. I...I've...Jake saved me. I feel something for him...I see him and my heart races, even when I'm pissed to all hell at him, I can't help but smile at him. I even kissed him," I whispered through the sobs. "It was...amazing. I've been abused by my father and my fiancé. I've been struck so many times and put down. He is the first man to ever respect me. Your Andy, too, but what I feel for Jake? It's...it's..."
"It's like you've been going your whole life with a broken melody in your head, and when he's around you've never heard a chorus so beautiful?" she whispered as she wrapped an around me, with tears beginning to form in her eyes. "Andy told me that the night before I was taken. It's the only thing that gives me hope."
"Exactly, Juliet. All of my life, I've felt like I was trying to smash a puzzle together but I didn't have any of the right pieces. When I met him, it's like I had gained all the missing pieces and the person who could finally help me complete it."
"I know. Audrey, if you hadn't showed up, I would have given up. I was so close to surrendering to the torture of the shadows and beg for death. It's so difficult to find any hope down here."
I wrapped my arms around her, us both crying into each others shoudlers.
Suddenly we both jumped as the bars to our cell clanked. A Shadow was standing in the opening of the doorway. His eyes burned into my face as he glared at me, evil and sickly. He walked forward, hoisting me up by my arm and hitting Juliet with his staffs pole as she jumped up. She coward away. He slammed the door shut, dragging me down the hall. I kicked, screamed and fought as much as possible, but like the young girl earlier he dropped me onto the floor, my head cracked against the concrete. I felt the rush of blood as the corner of my forehead hit the floor. It began to run down my face, making a small tributary down my temple and cheek, dripping off my jaw into my neck. It was warm and sticky. The shadows gloved hand reached out and pulled me up, grabbing my black combat leather vest. I stood and he shoved me forward. I froze as I saw what was ahead of me. Three black hooded figures stood in front of the hall with bodies hanging from the pipes by their hands or necks. I had goosebumps as I swallowed the lump in my throat. A tremor shook up my spine. One had a rope in his hands.
Theres no way to measure time in this hell hole. I can feel the walls closing in, my head is constantly filled the the screams of wild ones being tortured or the gargled screams of the dying. The screams echoed in my brain, torturing me. Juliet remained in the corner with the other woman, who I realized was extremely close to death. I looked over at them.
"Juliet?"
She looked up. "What?" her voice was so small.
"How long have you been here?"
"I don't know. There is no day or night here. We have no way to mark days. I've been here too long."
I looked the other woman. "What about...her?" I whispered in reference to the other woman.
"She came with me," Juliet made a weak smile and patted the woman's leg. Her eyes opened slowly and she removed her resting head from the cement wall. The woman didn't even try to smile. she looked so weak...fragile...
"Wait...you were brought in here together? Or captured together?"
"Both." Juliet said. "We were captured from the camp together. We stick together, right Ella?"
Ella. This...was the woman Jake loved. She was the one that Jake had fallen for, proposed to. She was the one Jake was supposed to marry. She'd been kidnapped the day of their wedding. This is the person Jake had waited, hoped for, cried for, would even die for. "Jake..." I whispered to myself, not realizing I'd spoken my thought.
She momentarily perked up. She looked like she could crumble any moment. "Jake?" she began to weakily look around. "Jake?" she called into the dimness.
"He's not here Ella, they are trying still," Juliet whispered.
"You know Jake?" she croaked tiredly.
"Yeah, I've spent a lot of time with him."
"He's...so wonderful."
"Yeah, he really is." It hurt to talk about. I knew on the moment he found her alive I would be kicked to the sided. It was so bittersweet. I wanted him happy, but I wanted my own happiness too. This was the pain. These feelings for Jake had been useless. I didn't want to find her dead but I also didn't think she would still be alive...I felt so horrible. This fate was so twisted. I wish I had died that might in Isring. I should have died that night in the desert. I should have died that first night at camp. I wish I was dead. I wish I could die now. Maybe I should just end this all. Maybe the shadows will torture me and I'll die here.
"Tell me...about him," she whispered as she closed her eyes and rested her head against the wall.
"He's wonderful...he's very caring and calm. He told me about you. He...he loves you." I turned away from the woman, not wanting to show the tears running down my face. "He can't wait to see you again. He...he really misses you."
I looked over, she must be asleep.
Juliet saw my tears. She glanced at ella and shooter over to my side as I sunk down with my back against the cold wet wall. The years began to course down my face, burning as the pain in my heart was extracted. She wrapped an arm around me. "Don't break. Not here."
"I can't Juliet. I...I've...Jake saved me. I feel something for him...I see him and my heart races, even when I'm pissed to all hell at him, I can't help but smile at him. I even kissed him," I whispered through the sobs. "It was...amazing. I've been abused by my father and my fiancé. I've been struck so many times and put down. He is the first man to ever respect me. Your Andy, too, but what I feel for Jake? It's...it's..."
"It's like you've been going your whole life with a broken melody in your head, and when he's around you've never heard a chorus so beautiful?" she whispered as she wrapped an around me, with tears beginning to form in her eyes. "Andy told me that the night before I was taken. It's the only thing that gives me hope."
"Exactly, Juliet. All of my life, I've felt like I was trying to smash a puzzle together but I didn't have any of the right pieces. When I met him, it's like I had gained all the missing pieces and the person who could finally help me complete it."
"I know. Audrey, if you hadn't showed up, I would have given up. I was so close to surrendering to the torture of the shadows and beg for death. It's so difficult to find any hope down here."
I wrapped my arms around her, us both crying into each others shoudlers.
Suddenly we both jumped as the bars to our cell clanked. A Shadow was standing in the opening of the doorway. His eyes burned into my face as he glared at me, evil and sickly. He walked forward, hoisting me up by my arm and hitting Juliet with his staffs pole as she jumped up. She coward away. He slammed the door shut, dragging me down the hall. I kicked, screamed and fought as much as possible, but like the young girl earlier he dropped me onto the floor, my head cracked against the concrete. I felt the rush of blood as the corner of my forehead hit the floor. It began to run down my face, making a small tributary down my temple and cheek, dripping off my jaw into my neck. It was warm and sticky. The shadows gloved hand reached out and pulled me up, grabbing my black combat leather vest. I stood and he shoved me forward. I froze as I saw what was ahead of me. Three black hooded figures stood in front of the hall with bodies hanging from the pipes by their hands or necks. I had goosebumps as I swallowed the lump in my throat. A tremor shook up my spine. One had a rope in his hands.
I really like this I've read I'm a loaded gun part 1 and 2 already
9/11/15