CHAPTER 53

BACK TO BECCA

For the past few days, I have been in this fucking dark lonely filthy room.

I've been stuck on this fucking chair with my hands tied at the back. My muscles are aching and I'm so fucking hungry. I've not eaten for days! A man in a mask just brings me water and that's it. All I do is drink water. No food has ever been offered and I'm starving.

I've not changed my clothes and I can smell the stench of sweat all over my body. Whenever I feel like peeing, I'm taken to some filthy and stinky toilet with faded walls. The guy in the mask stands next to the door to make sure I don't escape. 

This is hell! This must be hell! There's a time I was beaten up to the point that I begged God to take my life. Being alive hurts s