Locked In While My Siblings Chase Freedom Novels & Stories

) they throw more insulting lines that will not help them escape the situation “I only followed the children’s trail! I thought you are all strong enough to fight like my sister! You should have considered that we will take back their hostages! Every kidnapping scene will have guards guiding their prey! To think that –“ the kid weep thinking that he should have stubbornly stayed with his sister He expected that it will be alright because he’s with his guardian, Lorey. Who would have thought that it’ll be worst? “wahhh! Sister! Sister!”

Even now while he held me I held back from trying to rip his throat out til I could find a way to save my people. He moves his lips down to my ear and nips at my earlobe. “Hey Babe I got a special treat for you today.” He reaches up under the large dirty white shirt I wear and palms my breast. I fight the urge to recoil back knowing it will only get worse. He sits me back to the ground and unhooks the collar and stands. My eyes naturally flicker towards the woods. “Do it and I will kill them all.” His tone is factual and he extends his hand for me to grab. I grab onto it without a second thought. I was never thinking of running. I would never leave them all behind. I just miss the woods, the

My hiccups have vanished and strangely enough, the pain from my cheek has reduced. "I'm sorry we couldn't do anything about it," a man with short dreadlocks says. "We can't all be heroes," another man chips in. "I'm not a hero,"I say slowly, "but circumstances mold us. I chose not to shackle myself because to me, it symbolizes locking myself up," I pause,"and I can never lock myself up." The room falls silent, my words are sinking into there hearts. "Don't you all want to reunite with your families? I know I do. I miss my sister so dearly. I don't ever want to be separated from her again—"

He turns his back on me, and my mother and sister follow behind him, leaving me to make my own decision: to either leave my home and everything behind and chase freedom, or stay like a prisoner in my own home. --------------END OF FLASHBACK----------

With newfound bravery, I cast aside these misgivings and dive headfirst into the unknown. For a brief moment, time stands still as I soar through the air. The wind whispers secrets in my ears, urging me to embrace the unknown. In that suspended moment between leaving the confinement of my sister's room and landing in the vast expanse of possibility, I feel an indescribable sense of liberation. The weight of my sister's betrayal lifts from my shoulders, replaced by a newfound determination to forge my own path.

"I'm not going to be a victim like Sonia, I'm going to end this shit." "Ana..." My brother calls out to me. "Ana my ass, I'm tired of living locked up and being second fiddle to guards like I'm royalty I'm going to do the bait and switch to help the police and I'm not backing down got it?" I wait for a response from both of them, but neither says anything, they are so quiet, believing that I can't do anything by myself to defend my family from a sick fuck, believing that locked up here I can live well and be happy. Well no, I live badly, I want to be free and not have the fear that outside someone who hates me, someone is going to kill me, that's what I want to believe.

“Come on, the door’s tightly locked. She could not get out no matter what she would do.” That’s what you thought, idiot! You or Greg had left this door open without even being aware of such! But yes, just go on! Walk away from here so that I could finally get out! The second guard nodded and agreed. “You’re right. She can absolutely not escape. Let’s go and have some chicken soup for a while.” “Yeah. Let’s go. I’m hungry, too.” She watched as the two men walked inside the elevator and entered there. She could not miss a chance and do it as soon as she could. She must get out of here!

I will never have my freedom ever again. Soon my cries morph into sobs, wailing until I am left gasping for breath. I want to run far away and escape my fate, but I can’t. I would be caught in a heartbeat and punished. So instead, I dry my eyes as best as I can and stand up, determination pulsating in my veins. I march into the cottage, turn around and stop the guards from entering.

I could hear my own breath growing louder inside my head, matching the pace of the haunting lullaby-turned-march. One step. Another. I tried not to think of my brother. Whether he’d made it safely to the rehabilitation center. Whether Jordan had reached him. Whether Leon would keep his promise or simply lie as he always had. I had nothing left but that sliver of hope—that my sacrifice would buy their freedom. That maybe, just maybe, the story would end with someone walking away from this madness. My lips parted slightly as I prepared to take the next step, but then— Bang. The grand doors burst open with a thunderous crack that stole the air from the room.

Knowing that everyday, more people lost their lives— more babies, more children rendered inexistent, my heart broke. “I will kill you, Abasha!” I bawled as Abasha dropped the head of a mother and the head of two little Cubs, supposedly hers, from a sack. She smirked at me while I kept struggling to break free. I had bruised my wrists and they were bleeding as a result of my everyday and every time struggling to break free, but then I didn’t care. I didn’t care if I Freed myself at the expense of the chains cutting through my flesh. I eventually grew tired so I stopped fighting and bowed my head as my sweat and a few drops of tears poured to the ground.