@electricsays
maria wasn’t sure how long it had been. in reality it had been about two months, but it felt like it could be much longer. but it had only been two months, of spending all her days and nights in the same room, on the same bed, chained to the same wall, surrounded with pictures of herself, not even sure if she felt like the girl in the pictures anymore. her life changed completely two months ago, all because of sofia. at first she was angry, she didn’t want to see her, she didn’t want to speak to her, she didn’t want her to touch her. she used to want to escape with everything in her, and come back to her own life. but now, after waiting every day for the police or someone to find her there, after searching for ways to escape and not finding any, after losing every hope she had - things changed. the times sofia came in the room turned into the highlight of her days in there. she waited for her every day, and looking on the bright side, at least she had something to expect to. when sofia was there with her, she felt safer, and not alone. so she waited for her, that’s all she had to do. it’d been too long since sofia came to visit her, maria didn’t know how long it’d been, but it’d been too long. she was crying quietly, sitting on her bed, when she came up with an idea. she used the chain around her ankle to try to injure herself, screaming in hopes of sofia hearing her and coming inside to take care of her. her ankle started bleeding, but she was satisfied, hoping that sofia would come in and stay with her.













