tortured tutor (edited)

chapter thirty-two

skylers pov:
i knew exactly who was in each of those four cars and i couldn't let them see e. since ethan was still on his phone i quickly turned and walked to the corner of the school, walking to the other side, leading them away from him.

one by one i heard the cars slowly get closer and i sped up my walking, trying to increase the distance but the cars just drove faster. there was a side street coming up and before i could cross the first car sped and stopped in front of me. turning back around i saw that the next three cars were cornering me in.

out of the first car came out my father and mother who both seemed sober for once. of course out of the next three cars followed their musty friends. they all had the same grim smirk as they walked closer, cornering me in.

"you really thought you could pull an act like that and get away?" my father walked closer to me causing me to back up into one of the rats.

before i could spin away from the man his boney fingers dug into my hips, "where's your little boyfriend to protect you now?"

"yeah you better hope we don't get a hold of that little boy after what he did to ole jim" the second man whispered in my ear adding on to what 'who i presume was jim' said.

i knew there was no getting out of this so they could do whenever they want to me as long as ethan was safe.

"get her boys", my fathers voice snapped me out of my thoughts as two of men grabbed each of my arms and the third man brought rope and tied my hands together. once the three knots satisfied him he opened the back door to one of the cars to allow the men to shove me in.

it only took me a second of trying to resist to give up because there was no hope for me to get past three guys, plus my parents who were now driving off.

as we started moving i recognized the way back to my house. not a very good hiding spot since i'm literally being kidnapped back to my own house but it's not like they own a secret warehouse. my parents weren't in the mafia or a gang. them and their friends are just a group of poor drunks.

once ethan notices i'm missing this will probably be the first place he'll look for me but i don't want them to find him.

we fully stopped in front of the familiar house and the man was quick to get out of the car and pull me with him. barging through the doors he dragged me throughout the house and suddenly threw me to the ground and left, slamming the door closed behind him.

i recognized the old carpet feeling as i opened my eyes to be greeted with my "haven". my bedroom was typically the safest room in the house. it was where i spent most of my time trying to avoid my parents.

getting to my feet i saw how now all my books were thrown on the ground, glass was shattered from broken candles and picture frames, and my clothes scattered the ground. walking to my bed to take a seat, i noticed the room was darker than usual. there was no light source. my ceiling light was shattered somehow and my window was boarded up.

the area was quiet except for the mumbled arguing downstairs. i don't know how long it was until they stopped but i spent the time alone trying to clean up my room as much as i could even though it was no use. sorting through the mess i flipped through old books until i heard multiple pairs of feet, stomping up the the stairs.

authors note:
i know i've basically been a ghost but i have such bad writers block right now and i'm failing school

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i hope all of you are okay and getting through all your struggles <3
i love youuuuuu

sad news... tortured tutors ending is coming.

don't worry y'all probably still got about 5-10 more chapters left.

ps. i have a pretty good ending planned😉

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