Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-39642964-20190805144102/@comment-39642964-20190809043358

Trista woke up to quiet whispers.

"She needs food," her mother said in a hushed voice.

" we don't have the funds to feed her every meal. I can do one meal every two days,' said a woman with high heels on- Trista could hear them clicking in a circle.

"I know what you are goin g through. I had the same problem with my.son. Now my son thinks I'm dead. But still. It's okay to have a tiny bit of mercu. But don't give to much. You know what will happen if you do."

" i do. But... Is she awake? " her mom asked when Trista accidentally made a scuffling noise.

Trista let her body fall limp as (she assumed it was lady Gisela) walked over. She tried to feel emotionless, but that was hard, so she just thought of all the boring memories she had.

Lady Gisela touched her arm.

"No."

They walked out of the room.

Now.

Trista needed to find a way to get out of this mess.

but how?

her hands had meta l over them. She couldn't even move her fingers, much less pick a lock.

she forced her eyes open. the room made her cough, it was so damp. She started coughing uncontrollably.

"She'sssssss awake. " So meone hissed.

"Took her long enough," an accented voice said.

she assumed it was.Alvar's, h her stupid cousin.

"Trista. Answer us. Are y ou awake? "

Her coughing was horrible. Her gag stopped her from coughing. It didn't feel good.

"Which one of you idiots didn't take the gag off!"

Rough hands grabbed the gag an d ripped it off. Trista coughed and felt better. But she couldn't stop coughing.

"Leave her alone with me." The creepy tone said.

Feet shuffled out the door.

A person kneeled down and tilted her chin up with his hand.

"I'm sorry.we.have to do this, my dear.Feel free to roam around and be as comfortable as possible."

He laughed.