Kidnapped By Cannibals- Leah Marshall

Chapter Nine

After hours of Leah lying there, completely soul sickened and too petrified to sleep in case the boys turn her into soup, Jared came upstairs and untied her. When he removed the rope, Leah sighed in relief and pulled her arms to her chest. She looked at the clock to see it was 6.30pm and everyone was probably getting impatient waiting for her. But, Leah couldn't help it if she were restrained.

" Are you going to be good?" Jared questioned, telling rather than asking. Leah shook her head yes and he took her bony hand in his, crushing her fingers in the process. Jared tugged her down the stairs- it hurt Leah to move.

When they entered the kitchen, everyone was already sat, tucking into their meat. Human meat. Leah felt her breath quicken and tried to calm it down before Jared noticed. She couldn't believe she was living with a group full of cannibals. Even Lindsay, an oldish, pretty faced woman who looked as sweet as honey, tucked into human flesh from dusk till dawn like this wasn't murder.

Like this wasn't wrong.

When they sat down, Lindsay gasped in shock at the bruise that had formed on Leah's cheek. Gabriel shot her a look to kill, angered by her stupid behaviour and she sunk into her seat, continuing to eat her food. Theo didn't look up at Leah and messed with the vegetables on his plate. He appeared so angry. The fork scratched the plate intensely, swinging the food around, and he had a face like thunder.

" Stop playing with your food at the table, Theo," Gabriel said, clearly irritated by his son.

" I'm not." Theo replied bluntly, still not bringing his head up. His morbid face still eyed the food in front of him . If anyone should be annoyed, it should be Leah. She'd been forced to live with these freaks against her will whilst Theo lived the luxury life, eating humans and being a murderous adolescent amongst the earth.

It was what he had been made to enjoy.

" Don't play dumb, son. Just stop," Gabriel stated calmly, thinking the conversation was over.

You could cut the tension with a knife and something had clearly happened. Leah was too busy staring down at the food that lay on the plate, knowing what everyone around her was eating. Jared wrapped his arm around her waist and gave her a look to start eating. She turned her head away from his intense gaze, knowing she'd be forced to chew and swallow the flesh one way or another.

" Eat." Jared huffed.

He picked up her plate for her, bringing the fork to her mouth. She was about to protest when she noticed the sharp knife in front of her glisten in her blue eyes. She glared at it like a light bulb had gone of in her head.

A knife.

A real, sharp knife.

Leah was struck. A seed became a plant. A plant became a flower, set brightly in a field full of brightness and hope.

Could this be?

Without thinking, Leah shakily took the fork from Jared's hand and he appeared surprised but smiled; he rubbed her back as she did so whilst the place was still heated.

Leah didn't want to do this. She felt so disgusted and so bedraggled that she'd spent her time here, eating people. How much had she eaten? She didn't know, but Leah needed to start acting smart- she was done with this life. She was scared alright- petrified even, but she needed to prove that she wasn't this afraid, vulnerable girl who these monsters could torture and feed on like a vampire to a human vein, whenever they chose- which was always.

Leah had to secretly but severely fight for herself and her freedom. Listen, and not get punished, oblige and not get raped and battle and not get discovered; she had the perfect way. A way in which she'd go straight to the cops and explain everything she's suffered since the night she ran away from home. Since the night she'd met Gabriel who seemed so sweet and innocent.