Narrative Essay About Salvadora

Pandora begins to wake up, tossing and turning on the uncomfortable floor. Wait, what? Her blue eyes fly open when she remembers what happened yesterday. There she was, laying on the dirty floor. She stumbles as she sits up, realizing that her pale leg was chained to the brick wall. She was just in her underwear which was now filthy with grime. The door creaks open as light fill the dim room and footsteps get louder as the person walks down the never ending staircase. There he stood, with a wicked grin on his handsome face. His green eyes seemed to glow in the dim light as he stared at me.

"Awe look, sleeping beauty is finally awake." His voice fills her ears and she fights back a sarcastic comeback. His footsteps echoed as he walked closer to Pandora, standing right in front of her. Pandora stands up also, her face flushed with anger. Lucas had to be at least 6'1 or

something because he towered over her. His hand comes up and he grabs her small wrist, his grip surprisingly gentle. Pandora's first reaction was to, of course, pull away, but by the way he traced his callused finger delicately over her small tattoo, startled and confused her greatly and she froze under his touch.
"What are you doing?" Pandora asked her mate and he looks down at her. His forest green eyes were soft when they looked at her before he let go of her wrist. His face was stone cold once again as he bent down. Pandora goes to kick him but he grabbed her small leg, pulling out a key from his pocket. He unlocks the chain attached to her now red ankle, making her sigh in relief. It was digging into her soft, delicate flesh.
"Come on." His voice was rough as he gripped Pandora's upper arm tightly.
"What if I don't want to?" She snarls, pulling her arm away from the male. Lucas sighs as he looks her straight in the eyes.
"You will come with me and that's the end of the discussion." He growls in anger.
"I swear this boy is bipolar." Pandora growls to herself. He grabs her arm once again and basically drags her half naked body up the stairs. Pandora pulls her arm away once again as he halls her through the house. That was when he turned around and his hand came in contact with her soft cheek. Her bright blue eyes flashed purple as anger ran through her veins. She saw what she guessed was a door to go outside.

Since he didn't have a hold on Pandora anymore, she shot off to the door.

When she got to the door, she flings it open and run out of the house. The moment her feet touched the ground, pain shot up her fragile body. Pandora pushed through the horrific pain that she was enduring and kept running. Her feet were bleeding by the time she was out of sight from the house. Pandora could still hear the male running after her. She knew she couldn't risk changing so she continued running. Her feet were in intense pain as her speed began to increase. The pain had completely taken over her body as she falls onto the ground. Her breathing was heavy as she struggles to stand up. She had scratches from the stray branches that hit her vulnerable body. Pandora shakily gets up and she feels a burst of energy surge through her body. Adrenaline courses through her veins, which she used to help fuel her frantic running. Her feet slam onto dead leaves and sticks as her hands fly up to push away the branches from hitting her face. She could feel herself getting tired again but she kept running against her bodies

wishes.
"Pandora! Get back here!" Pandora hear the angry male scream behind her. He was getting closer; she could sense it. Pandora trips, as her legs give out and rolls down a small slope. Her breathing was broken as she tries to get back up, her arms giving out before she could. Her cuts were already healing but some were too deep to heal immediately.

"There you are." A voice says from behind and Pandora freezes. A hand grabs Pandora's arm, pulling her up. She was too tired to fight him. She looks up at him, her blue eyes showing nothing but a blank stare. On the other hand, the male was furious. Lucas' face was contorted with anger and frustration. He raises his hand in the air and Pandora flinches, her eyes squeezing shut. When she didn't feel any pain, she opens her eyes and looks at the boy. He had put his hand back down but what he did surprised Pandora greatly. He picked her up bridal style. Pandora screams and squirms in his strong arms. His grip on her body tightened as he carries her back to the cabin.

"Let me go!" She screams as she struggles in his arms. All of a sudden, she's dropped to the floor. A shrill scream escapes her pink lips as her body collides with the dirty ground. Some sticks dug into Pandora's skin, piercing her flesh.
"Shut up." He hisses, grabbing her hair roughly. Her legs wobbled as she is pulled by her hair. His face appears in front of her glossy eyes, anger burned in his eyes as he glares at Pandora. Her body was shivering in fear and the coldness in the air, as he let's go of her hair. His warm fingers gripped her arm, pulling her along. Her feet had stopped bleeding a few minutes ago, but they began to bleed once again as she walks on the rough terrain.
"Do not, I repeat, do not run away again or things will be worse." His voice was filled with venom as he slammed the door open. He drags Pandora to a small room. He throws her into the room roughly, before slamming the door shut. A click was heard indicating that it was locked. Her blue eyes widen as she rushes over to the door and begins banging on the wooden door.
"Let me out!" She screams, her hands hitting the wood. Pandora heard nothing in response. This room was suffocating and cold. Pandora slides down the door and runs her hand through her hair.

The room was only big enough to fit a twin size bed and enough walking room so Pandora wasn't standing in one place. She couldn't breathe in the room. It was as if the walls were caving in on her.
"Please. Let me out." Pandora whimpers as tears start to swell in her eyes. She couldn't be weak, she had to stay strong. Pandora pushed back the tears as she squeezed her eyes shut. After what felt like hours, Pandora finally stood up and went over to the bed. She softly lied down, biting her lip and bringing her hands up to her face. She couldn't stand being in the room. It was absolutely horrible in her opinion. Pandora took a deep breath but, alas, it didn't help, the air seemed stale.

Pandora heard footsteps coming her way and soon enough, a small click was heard. The door groaned as Lucas walked in. Pandora was curled up in a ball, shivering from the coldness of the room. Lucas' eyes grazed over her figure, noticing every shiver the girl made. Lucas knew she was cold, especially in the attire she was in.