New Girl - Part 11

I let myself drift in and out of a light sleep, but I was always aware. Any sign of movement and I was wide awake, I guess that's what fear did to you, made you worry, over think, look into things too much. Florence had pressed herself right up close to me by now, trying to absorb some body heat. She was shivering from the cold, and a lack of food to build up body strength for providing warmth wasn't helping. I wanted to hug her, or at least reassure her with gentle words, but being tied up and gagged proved that impossible. I started to get a bad feeling in my feet. My legs were tucked under me, so I was in a kneeling position, which I hadn't noticed before. I mustered all my strength and managed to wriggle enough to pull my legs out and lay them infront of me. Florence met my eyes with a pleading look. I guessed that she was asking to lie on my legs, and given that it would provide her with more heat than my shoulder did, and more comfort than resting on a rough jacket, I nodded my head in agreement. She let her body slump down slowly until her head came to rest on my thighs. I was glad I had decided to wear my baggy, soft trousers that didn't have any chains on today.
Once Florence seemed have drifted off I leant back against the pillar and closed my eyes once more. My hair felt dirty on my head, and my face felt covered in grime, sweat and dried tears. I didn't care about what I looked like anymore, I just wanted to go home, I wanted everyone to go home. Be safe.

I slowly sank into an unconscious sleep. I didn't find comfort in the sleep though, all that was waiting for me was nightmares. Millions of different visions of Sarah torturing me and the others flashes rapidly before my eyes.

The click of a door came from somewhere in the room. My eyes flew open. The room was very dark. How long had I been sleeping? Florence was still lying on my lap, I wasn't sure if she was unconscious due to blood loss, or if she was just asleep. I wiggled my legs slightly just to check, and felt a wash of relief pass through me when she adjusted herself on my legs. Then I waited, straining my ears for any hint of a sound.
The click of a torch, followed by a beam of light searching the room. Footsteps approached Florence and I, I shook my legs desperate to try and wake her. She breathed in deeply and made a small moaning noise in her throat. I Shook my legs a little more, not too rough as I didn't want to hurt her anymore than she already was. She slowly heaved herself up into a sitting position and pushed herself back against the pillar. Then she too heard the footsteps and stilled. She turned her head and met my eyes. It was too dark to make out much, but I could tell she was scared.

The same laugh that had echoed off the walls earlier came from a silhouette that edged along the wall. Florence huddled closer to me. I was desperately trying to make out who the silhouette was, when a bright beam of light was shine straight into my eyes, making them burn and me squeeze them shut.
A laugh erupted out.
"oh hello my pretties! Look at them, huddled together.... My my." the torch beam lowered and I squinted my eyes open.
Sarah was stood infront of us, looking like a proud predator admiring the kill of its prey.
"Harry, you can deal with these two this time, here's the stuff. I'll deal with my pretty boys." she threw a plastic bag into Harry's arms and stalked off, clutching a second plastic bag in her other perfectly manicured hand.

Harry dropped to his knee's infront of us. He brought one of his huge hands up to my face, I flinched before he was even close
"shh, I won't hurt you while she's not watching, I wouldn't at all if it wasn't for the fact she'd have me like she has you if I didn't" he whispered regretfully. I still had no trust for him. He gently untied the gag from behind my head and let it drop to the floor. He did the same to Florence, who looked so pale in the white light. He pulled a bottle from the plastic bag and unscrewed the cap. They were slightly bigger than last time. He held it up to my lips.
"no. Her first." I nodded my head towards Florence, even though I was gasping for a drink myself. Surprisingly Harry did as I asked. Florence parted her lips and guzzled the water gratefully.
Then I let him give me the second bottle of water. My throat felt sore and rough even as the smooth water washed down. The next thing he pulled from the bag surprised me - crackers. They even had soft cheese and cucumber on.
He gently lifted one to Florence's mouth followed by mine. We continued like this until there was no crackers left. He pulled out one last thing. A single smaller bottle of water. He gave Florence half and me the last half.
"sorry that's all I've got... You two are lucky she's allowing you to be together, the guys down the other end are sat one on each side of the building, facing each other." he spoke very quietly.
"thanks" I managed to croak out painfully.
Then I heard a familiar voice shout out.
"you'll never get away with this you skanky bitch!! Once we are free I'm going to hunt you down and kill you!!" This was followed by a gasp and loud slapping noise.
"now you've done it pretty boy...." Sarah chimed.
I looked up to Harry, desperate.
"please don't let her kill him!" I whispered
"never." he replied. He peeped around the pillar. When I saw the expression on his face my heart stopped.