The Empty Cold Cell

Madison's POV:

I was lying on the cold ground, pale and weak in breathing.

Actually, I managed to fall asleep after crying almost all night.

"Hey... Do you think you're here on a vacation? Get your stinky self up" One of my captors kicked my tummy, and I groaned in pains.

My eyes were already swollen, so I found it really difficult to open them.

I tried to sit up, then I remembered that my hands were chained backwards.

I kept on struggling until I was able to sit up, and open my swollen eyes a little.

Is this how cruel life is? Have I really become a slave?

Thoughts kept running through my mind, but I know very well that I won't be able to escape this time, no matter how hard I try.

The mean looking muscular lady passed the plate of oil and cornmeal that won't even satisfy a baby of two months. It's not like I have a choice here, I'm a slave and I have no choice at all.

"Eat that, and get ready for work" She glared hard at me, and I gulped hard in panic.

"Work?" I turned to her with furrowed eyebrows, and she scoffed.

"What do you think you came here for? Do you think this is a picnic? You're a slave, and you should know what a slave does" She snorted.

I didn't want to say any other word because I don't want to get into trouble with her, but I still couldn't eat with my hands chained to my back.

She turned to leave the room, but I quickly stopped her.

"Err... Ma'am, I... I can't eat with my...." I stammered, and she clenched her fist in fury.

Fear gripped me, and I held my breath praying within myself that she doesn't hurt me.

I've already been beaten up so badly, and I wouldn't want her to add it up.

My whole body hurts, my head was aching me so badly. My skin badly bruised.

I guess this is my own hell on Earth.

The fierce lady walked to me, and grasped my neck. 

Her grip was so tight, and I choked helplessly, but she didn't care about that.

"How dare you call me 'ma'am'? Do you know who I am?" She stared at me with disdain.

"Please... Please I'm really sorry" I continued gasping for breath before she pushed me roughly.

"Don't you ever in your miserable life call me ma'am again. I'm called Lioness" She replied before unlocking the keys used to lock the chains in my hand.

She glared at me for the last time before leaving the dungeon where I was locked up.

Hot tears circulated my eyes, and rolled down gradually.

Just last week, I was free, and I lived my life the way I want to.

I looked around the empty cold cell, and then thought of my new Master.

Cold shivers ran down my spine, and I sniffed hard.

I can't even tell how many days I've been here as a slave, because I haven't seen the sun since then. Weird enough, I haven't even seen my new Master.

All I know is that he is called "Stone", and I also heard that he is a dreadful human being.

How would I even be able to escape from here?

The cell that I'm in doesn't even have any window only a small door that one can pass through by bending.

The only way air could get in was through the holes on the wall.

"You're doomed Madison! There is no way you're getting out of here, I guess this is your destiny"

I kept saying those words to myself each time I thought of escaping.

The door was chained with the biggest chains, and padlock that I've ever seen in my life.

You might be wondering how I became a slave, let me introduce myself to you.

My name is Madison Adams, and I'm 21 years old. Like every other person, I lived with my family though not biological family.

My biological father died when I was four years old, so my mother remarried.

She took me with her to her new husband's house, where she later had a son, Jeffrey. 

Her husband had a son Arnold, who was about six years older than I am. I lived with them like my family because they're only ones I consider family.

My stepfather was a good for nothing man. All he did was drink, gamble and borrow money from people. 

My mother kept on paying his debts each time the people he borrowed money from came to get their money back.

I felt sorry for her, but there was nothing I could do.

Few years later, my mother died too. I was left with my stepfather and my stepbrothers, Arnold and Jeffrey.

That was the beginning of my plight, I started doing all kinds of work to make sure that my mother's son Jeffrey finished high school because my stepfather and Arnold didn't care.

Arnold has always wanted to have me in his bed, but I refused, so life became even tougher because he made life unbearable for me.

I managed to survive through all of it until that hot afternoon when I came back home from the work.

Immediately I stepped into the house, I saw my stepfather and stepbrothers lying on the bare ground with about three thugs pointing their guns at them.

My little brother Jeffery was sobbing, and I felt pierced in the chest.

My stepfather pointed at me, and told them that I could be used as a payment to the loan he borrowed from Master Stone.

I was shocked because everyone knows that Stone is a very ruthless man even though I don't know who he is.

My stepfather used me to pay for the loan he got from the heartless Alpha "Stone".

This was how I ended up a slave, and lost my freedom.

What awaits me in the castle of the ruthless Alpha?.....