Remembering Tomorrow My eyes fluttered and i looked up. Jamie's cute face was smiling down on me. I felt the smooth click of the steel wheels on the train rails, and the comforting hold of his arms. I straightened myself out on my own seat, and Jamie passed over Katy. As I held her, a tear came to my eye. I could see the love in her eyes, and as Jamie and I cuddled together, with Katy snuggled between us, the drowsiness of sleep wore off, and I remembered how and why we were in this situation..... ...I can remember running out of tears. I'd been locked up for 5 days now. I can remember trying to lick the last few drops of salty liquid of my cheeks. I remember crying for help, even though I knew that nobody would here me. I tried to keep calm, fooling myself, telling myself it was to protect the baby that i was carrying, but really, i was trying to keep calm as to avoid inducing labour. I couldn't bear the thought of going into labour in its own right, but shackled up, alone, in a dark room... I remember thinking i would rather he came down and killed me. I could here my father pottering around upstairs. You might be wondering why I didnt start shouting for help, its because he put me here, after i got pregnant with Katy, Jamie's baby. It wasnt even as if I was too young, i was 20 years old. But my Dad always was a little over protective. He wanted to keep me, so he chained me up.. And even though I was concerned for my own well being, that he was going to come down and do something, i was more worried that the lump i could barely see through the darkness, might be my mother, covered with a cloth... ...There were tears streaming down my face. Jamie took Katy off me and kisses my forehead. I'd dosed off, into that horrible flashback again. I dont think there is any getting away from it... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Should I publish more???