Chapter 2

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Mattie's P.O.V

I woke up feeling sick. How long have I been here? A week? It feels like a month. I really don't know. The room I was in did not have windows or a clock. It had a bed a small table and a door that was always locked. It was only unlocked when 'he' was in here. Why did this have to happen to me? I always see stuff like this happen in movies but, I never would have believed it would happen to me. I didn't even know this guy. All I knew him as was 'WarHero164'. No one else. I didn't give him my name; I didn't give him my address or phone number! But how? How did he find me? He took me away when I was walking home from school. No one notices me ever! But how did he get a picture of me? When I was tied to the back seat of his truck he only told me one thing. His name. This man’s name was Thomas, and now, Thomas was making me marry him! I didn't want to get married! I'm only 15 and he was 35! Why? I have heard stories of people kidnapping girls and making them their brides, but never in a thousand years was I to think it would happen to me! I'm too young for this. I'm scared!

The door opened. It was him. I shrank back more until my back hit the headboard of the bed I was handcuffed to. He walked over to me, a smirk evident on his face.

"Hello my love," He said, smiling at me. He leaned into kiss me. I quickly moved my head. He ended up kissing my cheek. It felt...so wrong.

"Please stop," I whimpered. He just wrapped his arms around my small waist and pulled me to his lap. He leaned in close to me and whispered in my ear.

"Now don't be like that doll. I love you. Can't you just accept that?" he hissed at me.

"Accept this," I yelled and spat in his face. I tried moving but he grabbed my wrist and turned me towards him and slapped me across the face. I started to feel tears prick my eyes.

"You will regret that," he said. He then laid me on the bed and crawled on top of me. I started to shake. I had no place to run. Nowhere to hide.

"Please, let me go!" I screamed. He started to kiss me up my neck. "Please, stop!"

He smiled against my skin. He continued up my neck. He stopped when he got to my jaw line he stopped and leaned up close to my face. He then placed his lips on my ear and gently kissed my ear. I felt tears roll down my face. He gently wiped them away, almost lovingly. He pulled away to whisper in my ear.

"I'll be back soon my love. I promise, you'll be happy with me," he whispered. He left me, locking the door behind him. I curled up in a ball and cried. I wish I never talked to him, I wish that I never went on that chat room in the first place; I wished I could talk to ‘TrainLover14’ again. That was what I knew him by. A stupid screen name. A boy that was the nicest to me ever since I joined the chat room. A boy who I could talk to. A boy I had a crush on. I wanted him here. I wanted to talk to him. I imagine he was here. I wish he could save me.

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Mattie's Profile

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Race: Asian (Adopted)

Job: No job. Volunteers at many shelters and nursing homes. 

Physical Description: Average height, black hair, dark brown eyes, glasses.

Personality: Quiet, shy, nice, calm.

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