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Chapter 4

There's a knock on my bedroom door and then seconds later my mom and dad step in "Hun you've been up here for a while." My dad says, I nod "ya so?" I ask "maybe you want to go downstairs and let me make you something to eat or drink?" my mom suggests "I'm not hungry." I tell her "Eve you haven't eaten since ten its four now." My mom says, I shrug, "how about we go out to eat as a family?" my father suggest I shake my head "I don't want to go out today, I just want to be left alone." I sigh "what can you be doing in here?" my mom asks "I'm thinking." I say "about what?" my dad asks sitting on the edge of my bed "what I should do next." I say "darling remember what I told you, we are going to take it one step at a time." My mom explains, I nod but I don't understand what she is saying, I need to figure out what I need to do for myself now, I can't walk outside alone, I can't sleep with the lights off and I can't be left alone I feel like a child once again, but it's not because of my parents treating me like one, it's because I fear these things with my life. I want to see my friends in a way but in the same way I never want to talk to them again because everything will be different. "We were thinking about maybe tonight getting you a new phone." My dad says "maybe that can help with figuring out what to do." My mom says, I nod "that would be nice." I sigh "alright Eve I'll go get you one tonight, does an iPhone sound good to you?" he asks with a smile, I nod "very good." I say cracking a small smile which makes him smile "I'm sorry about what happened at the police station today." He then blurts out "its fine I'm over it." I say "I was overreacting." I tell them "no you weren't, we should not have forced you into that though we knew you would be fine." My mom says and I smile "I know I did get through it and I'm okay." I say and my father stands up "I got to get to work, I have a meeting with some people but when I get back ill have your phone." My dad says and I nod "I'm going to make you something to eat." My mom smiles at me "something small please." I say and she nods. Seconds later they are both out of my room and I am left with my own thoughts again. I hear the doorbell ring from upstairs and then I hear my mom's sweet voice "come in." "She's upstairs." I then hear her say and I wonder who she's talking about. Only about three minutes pass and there's a knock on my door "come in." I call and the door opens revealing Cora Winters one of my best friends before everything, she looks the same as before her wavy dark brown hair rests just above her chest and her warm brown eyes still hold that sparkle. She runs up to me and gives me a hug "I'm so glad your home." She says and I smile "nothing has been the same without you." She says letting go from the hug and looking at me, I smile "it's been a while." I say, she nods and as I see another familiar face I know one thing about what happens to me after these six months of hell, my friends are still the same people I left them. "What I'd miss in town?" I ask "not much, there has been no party's or anything everyone has been on edge since you left." She says I nod. We talk for hours catching up and I find myself cracking a smile at her, throughout our conversation she never mentioned me getting kidnapped and that made me 100 times more content with her. She looks me in the eye and says once more "I'm just so glad your back, I was worried sick." I nod my head "I'm glad your not-" before I can finish she cuts in "it must have been hard living that way for six months I hope the guy who did this to you gets punished, I can't even imagine what you've been through. Your strong Evelyn and I'm proud to call you my friend." She says and I muster up the best fake smile I can, I hate the pity I see in her eyes when she says this and it makes me want to be alone in my room once again. "Sorry what were you going to say?" she asks, I shake my head "nothing." I say with my fake smile. "You should come to the coffee shop with Rosaline, Savannah, Sarah and me, it would be fun." She suggests, I shake my head "I don't think that's a good idea yet, I'm still trying to get use to my home and all." I say, she nods "don't worry about it, take as much time as you need." She says with a sympathetic smile that I can't stand one bit, "ya I think I'm going to go eat dinner, you can join me if you want?" I suggest to her hoping she will go home instead "actually I don't think I can." Yes! "I have to get ready to go to the coffee shop tonight, you should drop by still." She says while standing from my bed "maybe I will." I say politely but I have no means to show up. I then walk her down the stairs and to the front door. "See you soon." I say to her as she places her shoes on her feet. She gives me a final hug and then says "bye, I hope to see you tonight." And with that she is out the door and I am heading to the kitchen to see my mom left me a bowl of carrots with dip, she must be in her office. I go to the living room and sit down on the couch, munching on my carrots. I turn on the TV and flip through channels. I end up putting on the news to see a picture of me at the side from seven months ago pops up "Evelyn Shire was found yesterday in the woods after six months being held captive. Police have told us they have not found the kidnapper yet but are closer to who it is. The police force has told us some new percussions until the kidnapper is put to justice, no one should be outside late alone at night, no big parties, and teenagers should stay inside during nights due to the fact that the kidnapper seems to target teenage girls, thank you for listening, back to you Roger." She says and flashes a smile "in the daily sound off-"I shut the TV not interested in the segment and go back to the kitchen to place the carrot dish in the sink. After I go upstairs to my room and see that on my desk I have my MacBook air. I take it and then sit on my bed. I long into my twitter which seems surreal. I have about thirty five mentions and forty new followers. I scroll through my mentions, the majority of them saying "we miss you and hope you return safely." Though I didn't know who the people were nor did I ever talk to them, they felt the need to give me their attention. I scrolled so more seeing another one I never talked to you but you look kind and you're in my prayers, nothing really was about anything but my disappearance and it made me sick to think that all these people pretend that they cared meanwhile probably three days after kidnapping they would forget about me completely. I then log out of twitter and go on my Facebook. I have many notifications on here too all saying the same thing on my wall. I closed my laptop lid and hear the front door open "I'm home!" my dad calls and I smile becoming excited about my phone. I run the stairs and go straight to him "did you get it?" I ask, he nods and smiles "here you go, its already set up." He says and I hug him "thank you." I say "no problem." He says sweetly into my hair and then we pull away. "Okay I'm going to go set this up." I say dashing up the stairs, as I hear my dad laugh. I close my doo to my room and the sit in bed, turning it on. I download the essential apps like twitter, Tumblr, Instagram and Facebook. I sign into each of them and as I do this I feel myself begin to tire, its only seven thirty but it feels later and soon enough I am greeted by a nice sense of darkness...sleep

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I see him is face is near mine, close enough, I pull my body back but I am greeted by the feeling of metal around my wrist. "Be good." he says darkly "please don't." I beg beginning to shake, kicking my legs trying to keep him away "do you want to end up like her!" he yells at me pointing to the body in the close distance, blood is still oozing out of her back as her skin is as pale as a ghost, I shake my head rapidly as he approaches and- my eyes pop open and a scream escapes my lips, I see my parents standing over me with worried expressions painted on their faces, I'm sweating and my throat is dry "honey?" my mom asks with a horrified expression on her face "it was just a dream." I whisper whipping the moisture from my eyes. My parents just stare at me like I'm in a zoo, though I can see guilt in their eyes like it was their fault I had a nightmare. As I sit up they still look at me like I'm crazy "I'm fine." I choke out "darling you're starting therapy as soon as possible." My father sighs and before I can say another word they both are out the door leaving me in my room, still feeling panicky and scarred. Instead of sleeping again I just sit up in my bed and stare around at my room, unsure what to do with myself.