The night that passed was a horrible one. One that left me scared physically and mentally . When he was done I was was out cold and he left me there in that alley. I can't trust men anymore. I don't know if they'll hurt me like he did.
I woke up screaming. A tried to move but I couldn't. I looked around. "I'm in a alley..?" I say. Then the memory of that night came back to me. I quickly looked around to see if he's still their. I sighed of relief when I didn't see him.
My whole body hurts. My clothes are all ripped up and I have cuts and bruises all over my body. It hurts to move. I notice that my legs are tied together and so are my arms to my back. I also have a bandana around my mouth. It's pulled so tight that it hurts my mouth.
I yell for help and try to get out of the ropes for two hours I think but I haven't escaped and now ones come to me. My voice is so dry that I can't make noise anymore. I'm so thirsty and hungry right now. I haven't eaten or had anything to drink 11:40 AM yesterday I think. If it's even the next day that is.. I'm so hungry that it feels like it's been more than a 24 hours since I've been here. I shouldn't have eaten my lunch early on Tuesday . I'm going to starve out here. It already looks like it's afternoon. I can see the sun almost right above me.
I try to move again. It hurts but I don't have the energy to let anything out. Am I going to die here? There should be people around. Why haven't I been found yet? I'm not that far from home... right? This is the same alleyway right? Ugg I can't call for help, I not know where I am, I'm going to starve... I'm going to die aren't I? I don't want to die!?! Someone please! Find me... please...
It felt like hours had passed by when I heard sirens from a distance. It was getting louder by the second. I think I hear two police cars. The sirens turn off and I can't hear the cars. Did they stop? Are they gone? Find me please.
I hear silence for about four minutes before I hear footsteps. I'm unsure of whether or not it's the police but what if it's the man from last night? I hope it's not home. Anyone but him...
Someone enters the alley where I am. I let out a small noise. I used up about all of my energy earlier so that's the best I can do. It worked. The person sees me. They break into a run towards me. It's a police officer! I hear him shout something and then two more officers run around the corner towards me. I'm saved I'm not going to die here! I start crying. Two of them bend down and untie the ropes. The third officer calls for a ambulance and reported me as a missing child found. They comfort me and ask me questions even though I couldn't answer them.
Now that I'm safe and found and I'm not in danger anymore I feel more sad for some reason. I guess worrying about not dying distracted me from what happened Tuesday night. What he said to me is still engraved in my brain. "You're beautiful beep blue eyes..." "You're eyes are just like mine so that means your just like me. Do you use people to your advantage just like me? Do you ever cause trouble for them? Hurt them? Abuse them? Betray them as easily as you befriend them?You probably do. Because I can see into you through your eyes."
"You know we're both pretty rare you know. Anyone that has eyes like ours must be alike."
" I love you because your eyes are so pretty. Do you love me?"
" As soon as I saw you and you rare eyes last week I couldn't resist you. I've been trying to find my perfect chance to get to you and this was it."
These were all things he said to me that night.
He said and did so much to me that night. He even gave me drugs saying that they were fun and that i would like them. I can't remember much that happened after he gave me them though. I hate him. I hate myself. If my eyes weren't this color this wouldn't have happened! Why do my eyes always bring trouble my way! I'm not like him. My eyes don't say who I am. They don't. I'm not like him... I'm not right? I couldn't be. It's... not... true...
or is it?