Author's note: Don't know what came out of it, but i hope it's okay and you'll at least enjoy the chapter :D
The little girl was sitting in the far corner of a crackled bed, her knees drawn up to her chest. She was scared and was crying, and as if being away from her mommys wasn't enough that evil man also took her beloved plushy away. Her knees had bleed a bit when she tried to run away but then she tripped and fell forward. That wasn't hurting her so much, her arm was the thing that hurt the most. She wanted her mommy, she wanted her to hug her and take care of her.
She was crying non stop. What else do you expect from a 3years old?
She was cuffed at her right wrist on the bed and couldn't move her other arm, it hurt too much. The man hurt her arm when she tried to run away, the evil man really wasn't happy when she tried to run.
The door opened and the man entered, carrying a tray of food
Olivia didn't know what she had done to upset that man, her 'daddy' as the man introduced himself. But every time that evil man would look at her she saw the angry look in his eyes.
"Stop crying!" The man harshly told her "If you want to see your mommy again, you will stop crying right now! Behave." The man told curtly and harsh and Olivia nodded her head once, still trying to stop her tears.
"I'll be good, I'll be good. Pwease I want my mommys. Pwease, I'll be good."
"Shut it!" the man tossed a bottle of water and a small plastic bag with one sandwich in it on the bed and set himself on the chair in the far corner of the room. "Now eat" he demanded, biting her own sandwich
"Almost there! I'll see you again, slut, and you'll pay me for everything you did to me" the man whispered to himself, smirking.
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The police decided to send one of their people instead of Freen. Though Freen was worried, and didn't want to agree to this, the police woman, that should go instead of her incredibly looked like her: asian, dark long hair, big brown eyes, tall slim body. It was really not hard to believe that the woman was Freen. The main task was to make the kidnaper to believe it too.
Examining the large map of the area, they noted some places on it, and after tracking the sattelite signals, they almost figured out the exact place.
"The signal is still too uncertain to tell for sure, but it points to at least three of these specific places." one of the police hackers said.
"We will place our people around the perimeter, making sure of our safety, and most importantly, the safety of the girl" the detective informed.
Freen and Becky were standing, holding hands and nodding.
Now the police van was located far from the place of operation. The detective, Becky, Freen, her replacement and another two guys were in that van, looking at the cameras, showing the perimeter. They set up the camera on the girl, too, to be able to see the events with her eyes.
The detective looked at the cameras, which showed the abandoned warehouses, from different views.
"Alpha One, you'll be taking the front entrance, Alpha Two you'll be entering from the roof and Alpha Three will be covering the back area and Alpha Four stand-by." he instructed through his radio set "Don't shoot unless the girl's life is at stake."
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Learning To Trust Again
FanfictionFreen Sarocha is a 24 years old talented painter who's life took an unexpected turn when she was 20years old. From a lively and smiley girl she became an introvert. Having overcome a deep depression, she resumed her work and began to paint again. S...