Time to move on...

~Chapter 2

When I woke up, I couldn't see. Where are my glasses? I needed my glasses in order to see. My eyes were wide open and I saw nothing but blurriness. I was squinting to see who came through that door that was open. "I see that you're awake CC", a voice said. Who would be calling me CC instead of Cyan? I never heard anybody at school or any teachers call me that before. I followed the voice and tried to figure out who the person was. The voice sounded deep and smooth like. Was that Mr. Scott? Why am I at his house? Did he just kidnap me? I was scared for my life and I didn't know what to do. This is my fault for hugging him. I know Mr. Scott had a thing for me. He liked me in a way I would like a boy. A crush I would say. I felt him put on my glasses, making everything clear again.

I was shocked and scared of what I had seen. I was in a room full of bodies and the way he had those set up, they were staring back at me. Some bodies were laid out on the floor. I was looking around at the little girls, mid-age and older women. Did he just kill all these people and got away with it? I feared for my life because I might up need up like these women, missing and dead. He walked over to me and touched my face. I jumped back and turned the other way. He picked me up and stared at into my eyes. It felt like I was staring at the devil himself with those hazel eyes. He threw me on the bed and got on top of me.Why would he pick me to do this to? Why would anybody wants to go through this? He took off his shirt and looked at me with a grin on his face. I was pushing him off me, using all my might and he grabbed me by hair, yanking me back towards him. He slapped me and I fell to the floor. I lifted up my head a little and saw Ms. Brat staring back at me. I guess that's where she went, in Mr. Scott's house, staring back at me, smiling. I screamed and ran through the door that was open. It was like a maze through that big house. Felt like I was going in circles 'cause I'd ended up in the same spot. I walked through house one more time and I heard someone crying and I'd stopped for a minute. I looked through the closet and found a little girl. She looked familiar. I think her name was Amira. I wasn't sure. I grabbed her hand and found a way out. For some reason, I had found my book bag with everything in it. The little girl and I ran so fast and we didn't stop. It was getting dark outside. I didn't look back. I didn't take my eyes off what's in front of me, home. We hid behind a tree and I'd pulled out my phone and called mama. Thank you lord that my phone was charged. "Cyan Cobyn Chellus ! Where have you been?! I've been worried sick about you! You've been missing for three weeks." she said crying through the phone. We weren't far from my house. I looked at the little girl, picked her up and put her on my back and started to run again. She was pretty heavy but I had to use all my might to carry her because I can tell her that she been there for a while. "Mama! Mr-Mr. Scott kidnapped me and this little girl and killed a lot of people!! You have to believe me. I'm not going crazy mama!! I got the little girl with me! I'm coming home!, I said running out of breathe. I didn't care; I want to get myself and this little girl home safe. I hung up and ran in the house looking for mama. I'd locked the door behind me and put the little girl down and held her hand. I walked in my room and sat the little girl down on the bed. She kind of looks like me in the face. I looked at her closely, examining her. She was dirty. She had bruises everywhere, blood on her cheeks and mud in her hair. I looked at one of the photos on my nightstand and grabbed it. I couldn't believe that it was me and her in the same picture. "That's your little sister Cyan, Amira", Mama said, breaking down to the floor. I turned around and put down the picture and hugged mama and my little sister joined us. Mama told me that Amira has been missing for ten years and now I found her. I stared at her and introduce myself. "Hello, my name is Cyan. I'm your big sister and I'm going to take care of you, okay? Your name is Amira Chellus", I said to her. She stared at me and smiled. I smiled back and touched her face and she jumped

She was scared to death.She had to been there for a long time because she haven't seen the outside world in a long time. Although she had mud in her hair,she probably tried to run away but she didn't get very far. He probably beat her to death. Why did he keep her alive? If she was my little sister, why mama didn't tell me about her and how would she know if this is my little sister if she was gone for 10 years?. Something wasn't adding up. But I had let it slide. I didnt want to think about because I was home where I belong. I showed her to her room. Her eyes glowed like fireflies at night. I'd ran her a bath and told her to step in slowly because of the bruises on her body was going to burn. It took me about three long hours to get everything from her body. I cleaned her slowly and it took me a little while longer. I put lotion on her and did her hair. Then I'd put ointment on her bruises and bandage them up. She was feeling better and I gave her something to eat. She hasn't ate in ten years. She was full and she fell asleep.

I took a long, steaming hot shower. I felt so dirty. I washed every inch of my body The dirt fell off my body, making me feel clean and the dirt flowed down the drain. I got out, dried off, put on some lotion and put on my clothes. I wrapped the towel my head, drying my hair. I ate a hamburger and some fries and checked on Amira. I'd noticed that my step father stuff was gone. Were they done for good? I was pretty happy because he was finally out the house. Amira didn't have to see his face and feel what I feel about being touched. Is it just me, mama and Amira now? I wanted to ask mama about it but I knew she has a lot going on her mind and she didn't want to talk about it so, I left it alone.

It was dark outside. I'd crawled into my bed, took off my glasses and lay down in my bed. My eyes were shutting down. I'd turned to my side and relaxed. I heard someone open my door and my eyes shot open and I turned around. I put on glasses and turned on my light, seeing Amira standing at the door. She walked over to me and spoke for the first time. "Can I sleep in your room, sissy?" she asked me. She spoke so well and that made me proud. I tapped the bed to let her join me. We started talking and smiling with her.My face changed when she told me the story about Mr. Scott and how she got kidnapped. She was a toddler, like around 6 when she was got tooken away. She also said that he took care of her but she was afraid to trust him. She was the witness to watch the women die before her eyes.She came a young woman and Mr.Scott saw her as a full woman so he tried to rape her but he didn't get very far. I tickled her and she started laughing so hard that she was having an asthma attack. I got scared but didn't panic. I gave her my inhaler and went down stairs to get her some water. She calmed down. We talked all night. I had a blast spending time with my little sister.