Kidnapped and running with the bad boys

Chapter 25

Amy's POV
It's around 5pm and i haven't left my room. I've barricaded the door with my dresser and other stuff.
Whenever someone knocks I throw something towards the door to make them go away.

I collapsed on the floor after trashing my room even more than before if that's possible and let the tears continue to fall down my face, not bothering to wipe them away.

My only contact with them whilst I'm stuck in this hell hole.

I looked at my hands to see them covered in blood.

It looks like I fucking murdered someone.

I looked at my door that led out my room and into the garden and got up.

After grabbing my cigarettes and lighter I left quickly but quietly and just started walking.

Everyone would think that I'm being over dramatic but I'm not.

I've just had enough of being treated like a baby I wanna go home. Not to them but to the boys and Ali. I wanna be with them. My family. And now I've lost contact so how am I suppose to know? If I try to go to their house one of my brothers will follow me. No one lets me be alone.

I don't want to be here.

I don't want to be around them.

Before I knew it all my cigarettes were finished. I chucked the box and the lighter as I kept walking. It's now dark out. Just when I thought my tears had stopped for good they started again. But this time they were joined by the rain from the sky.

I kept walking and walking until my feet started hurt and that's when I sat down.

I though about what I would be doing right now if I didn't have to be a bitch and leave the place where i know I belong.