A Lost Life

Prologue

The screams of the new girls echoed through the building making a shiver roll down my spine. I sat on my rock hard bed and looked out the window daydreaming of a perfect life. No screaming no pain no evil family.

A tear fell down my cheek as more screams rang out. Those poor girls were being tortured for nothing. They were all kidnapped by my parents! My family was a group of killers. They had no hearts but I do and I like it that way.

There was my mum who usually did the terrible deed of kidnapping the girls. She would lure them in, tie them up, then beat them unconscious. She'd bring them back and lock them in a dark room to let them suffer. She would sometimes bring them small portions of food like a slice of bread and she sometimes just yelled at them.

My dad would help beat the girls. He watched them and sometimes raped the ones he thought were the prettiest. I think its horrible. He categorizes girls then chooses the ones he likes the most. He would rape them for hours then beat them to near death then fix them up. He's a doctor and makes good money.

Then theres Jared. He was my older brother. He was eighteen. He was most like my dad. He raped a girl if he liked her then beat her. He actually killed a few because they 'weren't pretty enough'. He was a monster just like the rest of them. Your supposed to look up to your older brother and feel protected by him. He was the opposite.

Finally there was me. I was seventeen and the youngest and only girl. I comforted the girls and stayed with them in the building. Mum and dad thought I was worthless ever since I was born. They just don't like little girls. They find us weak and worthless.

I heard the door slam on the bottom floor and looked at my old watch. The digital letters read 10:00pm. That was the time that they left for the day and they didn't come on weekends. I stood up and left my room. We stayed in an abandoned hotel that no one knew about but my 'family' if I should even call them that.

I walk down the hall and down the stairs. I walked into the second corridor and walked into the first room.

A girl that looked to be about five trembled in the corner. She had long brown hair that was in two pig tails. They were messy and small hairs fell out. Her clothes were torn and wrinkled as she covered her eyes. I slowly walked towards her and she whimpered. I'd never seen a girl so young before. She must be new. I walked over to her and sat down in front of her.

She looked up at me her hazel eyes red from tears. "Who a-are y-you?" She choked out. "Im Delilah." I told her softly giving her a small smile. She smiled back and slowly faced me. "Whats your name?" I asked my voice cautious and steady. "I-Im Emory." She said looking up at me. I stood up and held out my hand. She hesitantly took it and I pulled her up.

"You wanna go meet some more nice girls?" I asked emphasizing the word nice. She slowly nodded and I picked her up sitting her on my hip. I walked out of the dark room and out into the hallway. I closed the door and walked towards the back of the hospital. I found room 208 and knocked on the door. "Come in!" A soft voice called. I turned the knob to see a group of girls sitting in a circle on the floor. "Hey Delilah." My friend Piper said.

She was tall and skinny with long jet black hair and chocolate brown eyes. She was in the back because my father and Jared considered them as the 'prettier girls' they even painted PG on the wall. I walked into the room and sat beside her putting Emory on my lap. "Girls this is Emory." I said as she gave a shy wave. "Shes new." I said rubbing her arms.

"How old are you Emory?" Rose another one of the girls asked. She had long bright red hair and light blue eyes. She was short and skinny. She had a beautiful personality. "Im this many." Emory said holding up five fingers. Us older girls chuckled at her cuteness and they began to introduce themselves.

"Im Jasmine." Jasmine had light brown hair and vibrant blue eyes. She was the one who always made people laugh and smile. She always had a positive side to everything. She was an amazing person.

"Im Faith." Faith was short with short brown hair with fading colors. She liked to dip dye it before she was taken. She was weird and fun to be around. She always made perverted jokes but made sure not to go to far.

"Im Clarissa." She was not that tall and not that short. She had a darker skin tone and she was slightly chubby but not that much. She had short dark brown hair and brown eyes.

"Im Piper." "And Im Rose." The final two girls introduced themselves. "Your all very pretty." Emory said sweetly. I smiled at her manors as the other girls thanked her.

"So has anyone had Jared or Josh?" Piper asked starting the meeting. Josh is my dad and that was her code of asking if anyone was raped. "I got Jared twice." Rose said frowning. "I got Josh this morning." Clarissa piped up. "Jared and Josh." Sighed Faith. I frowned and tears clouded my vision. "I um g-got Josh." I whispered. They all stared at me mouths dropped.

They knew I was related to their captors and it took a while for them to trust me. Josh and Jared both abused me mentally, physically... sexually. To them I was just another PG. because of my sparkling emerald eyes and curly brown hair. They didn't see me as anything but a toy.

"Ok." Piper said slowly. We all joined hands even Emery and recited the verse we use every day that gives us hope.

"Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the lights."