She Has My Heart Forever

Chapter 48 Guess Who's Back!

Rye POV

I open my eyes, looking around to see I'm in Emily's room. My hands tied with thin but tight rope. This time nobody is here with me. Damnit...I groan and start to pull at the rope to free my hands but I can't. I start to panic but calm myself just as the door opens. Its her father.

"Can't get lose this time?" he asks smiling. 

"Fuck you." I mutter pulling at the rope again. He chuckles and walks over to me, kneeling down.

"I won't let you be with my daughter." he says looking into my eyes.

"What? Is that what this is all about?" I ask. He smiles and shakes his head, looking down.

"No, but I'm not dumb enough to tell you why." he says. "I also took your knife." he reaches into his pocket and pulls it out, waving it in front of my face. 

"Give it back!" I say trying to lunge at him but he holds me back and pulls out the blade.

"Not this time." he says holding it close to my face and dragging the blade across my cheek. I feel nothing.

"Where's Emily?" I ask. He looks at me confused.

"You don't listen, do you?" he says sliding the blade over my lip and this time I feel it, cutting into my skin. Soon I tast blood like crazy. "Your not seeing her anymore. This is your home now." He looks around the room. "And your staying here."

"My parents. They'll find you." I say. He raises his eyebrow and stands up. 

"Good, I want them to come too. A family meeting." he says. "Enjoy your room, its filled with toys." he turns and leaves. As the door shuts some paper peels off the window, letting some light in. I look and see most of her things still in here, useless of course but he said toys. What? I sit there, thinking of what he could mean when I see something shining on top of her closet. I narrow my eyes and see its something metal maybe. I force myself to my feet and walk over to it, looking closer but I can't make out what it is. Blood is dripping from my lips and onto the floor, the taste is intense. I reach for it but its too high. Damn. I look around, trying to find something here. I walk to the window and pull all the paper off, letting full light in. I see that some of her room was stripped, pictures of us. Books, tables and chairs. Just her bed with no blanket, pillow, or sheet. Just a mattress. I shrug and walk back to the closet, seeing its some sharp maybe. Looks like a blade but then again its not. I grab a clotheshanger and pull it down to see its a carpet knife. Why would she have this in here? I cut the rope and rub my sore wrists before walking back out to her room. I head for the door, trying to open it but its lock, like really lock, it doesn't move at all. I groan and walk to the window, looking out only to see bars over them. What?! Is this a damn prison? I sigh and think. How could I get out of here? I look around, the room looks normal. Toy. What do toys mean? There's nothing really in here. I twirl the carpet knife within my fingers and look down to her pink carpet. Wait...I kneel down and start to cut the carpet up. soon I reach the wooden floorboards. I throw the pieces of cut carpet away and look, but nothing. Fuck! I sit there, thinking and thinking. Minutes pass till I hear some voices downstairs. I lay down and listen. 

"What are you doing?! You can't just take kids! If they catch you you'll go to jail and the whole plan was for shit!" a female voice.

"It'll be fine. He's too stupid." her father. "Look, Emily is in the basement, tied up and her mouth is covered. She'll be quiet." 

"And the boy?" she asks.

"In her room, no way out." he says.

"What about the door?" she asks.

"He'll never fine it. Its gonna be okay. After a few days I'll tell his parents I found them and they should come here. When that comes they're mine." he says. What? Why go after mom and dad?

"Fine! But if this goes wrong its your fucking fault!" she yells and then there's a door slamming. Okay....I really need to get out of her...NOW! Door? What door? I search the room but the only door  is the main one. I look over the floor and soon find a small ring. I pull at it and it opens, I slip in and I'm between the floorboards and the ceiling of the room under me. I close the door and start to crawl very slowly, trying to think of where to go. I relax and look around, to see a light. I go towards it and I'm looking down into the kitchen. I see her father, getting some beer I think and leaving again. I look over to the side and see the door to the basement, next to that the way out. After he's gone I pry the crack the open, soon getting it big enough and crawling through, falling to the floor and feeling a loud crack. My arm bone shatters and I wanna scream but I stut up. I bite my lip and stand up, looking to the back door, I head for it and open it but then I remember Emily's still in the basement. I sigh and shake my head, opening it and making my way down the stairs. Soon I see her, in the corner of the room. Chained up and beaten. I rush over to her, undoing the chains and picking her up with my good arm. I head for the stairs and open the door, looking out to see its clear so I open the back door and run out into the yard, I rush to the next house and into the bushes. I lay her down and look at her, she's bloody and covered in bruises. I shake her a little bit but nothing. 

"Emily, come on. Wake up." I say as tears start to fall. Blood drips from my lip and shattered arm. "Emily...please...come on....wake up." she coughs blood and jumps, her eyes rip open and looks at me.

"Rye? What....wh...are you okay?" she asks. "Your arm!"

"I'm okay...calm down but we gotta go." I say picking her up. She gets to her feet but I feel a hand on my shoulder. I turn and feel a punch, knocking me out cold.

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Cliffhanger? Well...not really cause we all know who it is. Or.......do we?

Nikki :)