Gone

Finding

Dan POV

I looked to see them start to film again. They wouldn't hurt me one bit until they started recording. Looked up I smiled it my teeth showing. They were bloody. I saw all of their faces looked sick. "This is what you did to me! I cough up blood day and night!" I screamed in anger. I heard a tap of his foot. "You think this will make us let you go?" He yelped. "You are a idiot!" He yelled. Although the videos were short this one was long. Most of it explaining how it feels to be beaten up every day. I heard a click of the video ending. And it was posted. And that was it.

He looked at me. I stared. "Do you understand?" I asked. "Bitch please, like I care!" He yelled. Feeling a small jurk in my heart I frowned at him. As he walked off. I leaned down to cough up more blood. Just to see red all over my shirt, jeans, and arms. Leaning back, I got my first honest sleep.

------Dream-----

I looked up seeing Phil with a frown, "that was a horrible idea Dan, nice going!" He yelled. "What? I thought it was a short cut to the grocery, you can't blame me!" I yelled. He punched my black eye. I cried as I asked for him to stop. But I felt so much pain, emotional and physical, I looked with watery eyes. But he punched me again and I blacked out.

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I woke up in pain in my eye. All I saw was the Jeremy. He looked at we with a warm smile. And laid his hand on my shoulder. I flinched. "It's okay, I didn't know it hurt so much." He said warmly. He pulled back his fist a punched me in my face once again.

I looked up to see a bright light and one scream "POLICE! PUT YOUR HANDS UP!" I smiled.