Chapter 20

Shawna

Julian has come in every few hours to visit me.

The first time, he brought me into the other cell, located right next to the one I woke up in, and sat me down on the filthy chair and strapped me down. I tried fighting him but he proved easily I could be overtaken by him and his size.

To say fear racked through my body at an alarming rate was an understatement. I was petrified he was going to do something I wasn't so sure I would be able to walk away from, but instead he merely walked away and returned with food and water. Maybe he didn't get the whole torture thing but I wasn't complaining. I ate the dry sandwich and swallowed down the half bottle of water with gratitude.

The second time he came in, he let me pee, which was as disgusting as it sounds. He seemed different, almost frustrated but kept his cool. His cargo pants were dirty and he had some stains on his green shirt but nothing looked like blood so I had to believe he didn't have anyone else somewhere in this hell