Chapter25

#Chapter25

Doomed.

That is what I was.

My whole existence was doomed, I guess I was just born to be tortured and as I helplessly laid there watching the lunatic before me pull out all kinds of things out of his bag, I knew that I wasn’t just doomed, I was completely, done for. This had to be my end.

/"I watched you, I mean I sat outside your home for a while, keeping tabs on everything you did./"

He admitted that like it was a normal thing to do to basically stalk someone.

/"Then I saw you, I mean, I followed you, you bought hair dye, makeup, got a fake ID, a new phone and that’s when I knew that you were leaving./"

I was hearing him talk but I wasn’t listening to his words, nothing he said was of any importance to me, I couldn’t care any less about what he had to say. Instead, I watched him as he wrapped ropes on each of the bedposts before releasing my ankles and tying my ankles to the bedposts.