And Then They Died

Chapter 13

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Chapter may be triggering for some readers. Includes a description of Sexual Assault.

Allegra's POV

I woke up on a cold hard concrete floor. I stir awake and sit up. I try opening my eyes, but close them immediately due to the pain.

"Little miss prissy princess is up" I hear someone mumble.

I open my eyes more slowly and it focuses on the boy I saw in the video. Alicio.

"I was hoping we were not actually related but seeing as I'm chained to this wall here, my situation says differently." I mumble.

The room is plain. No windows and poor lighting. There is one rusty metal door as the way in and out of this cell.

"And I was hoping you would be smart enough not to get caught" His voice is deep and hoarse.

"How long have I been out?" I sit up looking around to see the rest of my family chained up to opposite walls staring at me.

"Four days" The younger girl who must be Allison speaks up.

"That's unfortunate, now I only have seventy hours to get out of here...." I look down to see a sheer white dress covering my body. Perverts.

"Ain't no way you gettin out here" The man speaks.

"And you must be my dad. Right? Gregory? " I breathe in slowly and calm the anger rising. He nods his head.

I shift my body and turn around facing the shackles on my wrists. I then break my left thumb wincing before pulling my hand free and cracking it back in place. I then proceed to do my right hand before stumbling to my feet.

My mother stares at me quietly.

"The fuck you looking at? I thought you would be dead by now" I said to her.

She opens her mouth to say something but closes it, deciding against it. I ignore her and bang on the metal door.

"Hey let me the fuck out, I have nothing to do with this shitty family."

"Sit the fuck down you stupid girl". One of the men outside shouted back.

"Fuck off. You will be the first person I kill when I get out of here. Now get me Malachi now" I shout.

"Empty threats will get you nowhere in here" Gregory speaks up.

I bring my fingers to the bridge of my nose and breathe out. I can't believe I got kidnapped because of a family I thought was dead.

"It's your fault I'm here and not on a flight to Spain" I look at him and notice that we look exactly the same. His hair is black and super curly and his light brown eyes seem tired. His brown skin is darker than I remember from the picture.

Looking towards my mother I see her pale skin that has yellow bruising in certain areas. Her straight brown hair has tangles and her green eyes looks down towards the floor.