Warning. Mild violence
"hello!" I yell until my voice cracks "is anybody here!? can anybody hear me!?"
Crawing up into a ball, I can't help but cry. That's all I've been doing since I came here. From the small window in the top left hand corner of the square room Ive been here for about a week and a half. About ten days of pain, ten days with no food and most importantly ten days without Noah
The last person I saw was on the third day, it was wearing all black and a mask which means they didn't want to be found out
Another shoot of pain courses through my inners and a loud choked cry erupts from my mouth. I clutch my stomach harder trying to reduce the pain and maybe calm it down
"shut up!" I hear a loud voice yell from the other side of the metal door sounding a bit annoyed
"well if you let me out of here then maybe I will!" I shout back just as annoyed
I hear clicks in the outside of the door before it swings open reaveling a very pissed off man. He storms over to be and grabs the scruff of my neck, picking me up from the single springy mattress I'm laying on. Only he can't pick me up fully as I'm chained to one of the rusty poles on the bed
"listen hear you little slut" he says in a dangerously low voice, gritting his teeth every word "if you don't want anything to happen to your precious baby then I suggest you shut the fuck up"
He let's go of my shirt and let's me drop onto the bed, as if I'm some whore he picked up at the club. The man starts undoing the buttons on his shirt slowly, looking down at me with a glint in mud brown eyes and a smirk of his disgusting mouth
His lips make contact with mineand hand grips my wrist, holding me down. No matter how hard I struggle, his grip on my arm it to tight
"get off her!" an all so familiar voice booms through the small cellar. The man pulls his lips away from mine and a sigh of relief escape's my mouth, thanking the lord that his lips were no longer locked on mine
"and what if I don't" the man challenges, his hand loosens its grip on my wrist his and travels it up my arm and down my chest until it reaches my stomach making me wince
It's okay baby, nothing is going to happen to you
"then I'd have to kill you" his voice dares
After hearing the safety click of a gun throughout the room, the man takes his hand off my stomach and walks towards the door, shooting a glare at Luke on the way out
Luke drops the gun and walks over to me as the tears being falling. He sits down on the edge of the bed looking down
"why" I manage to chock out "why do you do this to me?"
"cause you betrayed us love, and you don't get off that easily" he says patting my thigh before standing up and heading for the door but not before turning around "I thought we had something real, we could have been everything you could've dreamed of and yet.. you had to go have a baby to that joke"
And with that, he turned back around and left, closing the door behind him.
Noah's pov
"alright so the plan is Violet and Becky you go around the possible blocks in the building you think she will be and check for guards while Greg, Josh and i go in the front doors and asks the registration Nicole was seen coming in with Luke. She was last sorn wearing a white loose top and comfy pink SpongeBob shorts, everyone else you know what to do. If you see her do whatever you have to get her out of there" I advise the people around me. They all nod knowing full well what to be before going to do what they were asked
YOU ARE READING
The girl in the Hoodie *Slowly Editing*
Teen Fiction"is this what you've came to" I say making him jump a little. He turns around enough to see the sorrow in his once bright green eyes now as dull as a slow carnival ride Noah stands up, dropping the bottle of what looks to be vodka and stumbles over...
