Chains (Ch.1)

Sitting in the hard wooden chair, the object of interest in the room, I started.

"I was only six when we started talking. I was young, naive, and I trusted just about everyone. Especially the normal looking single guy next door. He usually came over every so often to play with me, because he said that I looked lonely. Especially when I was looking out the window. I never noticed that he was watching me, I never heard the comments. I always was too trusting."

"Because I was lonely."

"When I was twelve, we started walking to the park to hang out, throw some football. You would think I had friends by now, right? But I was shy, unpopular, and my neighbor always said I'd be fine as long as he was around. I started to tell him about everything, from mean girls to the untouchable jocks. I remember, now, how his face used to get all tense and strained. Like he was jealous."

"But I disregarded it, thinking he just sympathized with my pain."

"I was, at the time, sixteen, one of the best players on the girls flag football team. I finally got accepted, after having to mingle with the other players. I finally got attention from the nicer boys. I told him that one day, and his face got all scrunched up in distaste again. He said that the boys didn't deserve me. He said I needed a man. I never payed attention to that comment, he wasn't even a guy to me. He was a person. My person. The one who I could always trust.

"I was then invited to lunch."

"The next thing I knew, I was chained to a wall in a damp, dank place."

"OBJECTION!"

"Sit down Mr. Greene," said the judge in her strict, serious voice."Continue."

"Well, there isn't much more to say. The reports and the police interview say the rest."

"Very well, Ms. DuBois. Court adjourned 'till tomorrow."