Kidnapped

chloemay88 • 66 followers

Chapter 9

I starved myself for 2 weeks more, I had about 10 bread rolls piled up, "I see your not eating, well if you want to play starve yourself then go ahead," he said through the bars, I ŵas bored of this so I decided to wash myself in the bathroom.

I looked the door so he couldn't get in and peeled off my top and washed my top half then I did my bottom half, I couldn't believe I was pregnant! With a kid of a madman, I had to starve myself to kill the baby but it made me so ill, I don't know!

#captivity #general #pregnancy #psychological-trauma #survival

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