Innocence Lost: Ashton's Story

Chapeter 9

My eyes opened wide. I had no clue where I was. I could hear "She's a rebel" being played in the front of the van.  I could see that he smoked a cigarette as he drove on a deserted road. I tried to get it I felt that my hands were held together. I tried to speak but I was also unable to do that.

"Calm down" the man said "Were almost there"

The next time I spoke it was more clear.

"What did you do to me?" I said breathing heavily 

"Well I had to restrain you. You were going to wake up sooner or later so I handcuffed you and taped your mouth but I guess the tape fell off. Now stay quiet."

I did what he said so I wouldn't die. I knew screaming and kicking wouldn't work so I just laid until we got to where he was going to take me. 

A few minutes the car stopped moving. I started to get worried. Maybe he was going to kill me. Or eat me. I made the plan that once he opened those doors, I would make a run for it. He came back and opened the door. I jumped up and ran through the woods. He grabbed me and put up a fight. 

"Boy stay still or you won't be fed tonight" he said

The woods were deserted and alone there were many trees with dying animal carcasses and leaves lying everywhere. He dragged me to a white cabin and threw me in the couch as he locked the door.

"Welcome home." He smiled 

The cabin reeked of waste and maple syrup. It was a dark interior with a deer head hanging near a cable television. An unlit fire place was also inside. It was quite cold. He walked up to me and held me up. I began to drop tears and he uncuffed me. Why me? What did I do? He pushed my bangs to my side and hugged me. The cold fingers wrapped around my neck.

"Take of your shirt" he demanded

"Why?" I trembled

"Don't question me boy! Just do what I tell you!" He yelled

I took my shirt off. He looked satisfied off my body. It made me sick. He placed his hands one stomach and rubbed them up and down. He took my hand and dragged me up the stairs. The upstairs were much brighter. The stars shined through the mirror and into the wooden floor. He threw me into a small room and closed the door. I ran into the door and banged the door and begged him to let me go.

"LET ME GO!" I screamed "PLEASE LET ME GO, I'LL DO ANYTHING!" 

I cried and banged harder. This was not happening. I was not abducted. I was fearing about my fate. I didn't want to be gone as fast as I taken. And then I thought about my family. My mom and dad. I started to realized that I should of listened to them. And Luke. I thought about how upset he would be. He was only 8.  The man opened the door and punched me. I fell to the ground and felt weak. He then held me by my neck. I felt the suffocation. 

"Who the fuck are you?" I gasped

"Oscar. But you are forbidden to call me that. From now on you call me daddy." He let go off me and dropped me into the floor. 

"You will spend every waking moment in this room unless I let you come with me. But if you do come with me, it will be all pain. If you break my rules, if you try to escape, if you disrespect me, you will be sent to the dark closet." He paused for a moment "Breakfast is tomorrow."

He closed the door and locked the door behind him. The room was a deep shade of yellow with a mirror near the door and a small wooden closet. The bed was small. It was just a mattress with a blanket and a small pillow. I weakly crawled to the bed. I felt the bruises on my neck and the cuts on my forehead. That night it was impossible to sleep. 

I woke up.  I thought it was all a bad dream so I looked around but I was still there. I sadly sighed and felt the warm tears on my face. I walked to the mirror. The bruises were darker and larger than I thought. The cuts were also worse that I thought. My left eye was also badly bruised too. I turned o t the tiny TV on and on the first channel on was the news. Apparently the all of Sydney had found out that I went missing:

" A Syndey teenager missing since last night with no evidence left expect a cellphone and lighter" the man said  "News channel 17 will be keeping track on the case but we talked to the teens family and here's what they had to say"

My mom appeared on the TV and I chocked up.

"He wasn't always the best, he had such a kind heart and loved everyone" She was sobbing uncontrollably 

"we don't want anything. No reward, no publicity,... We just want our son back home" My dad cried 

I turned away. They missed me. It made me so happy that they cared. I was wrong, I was being the asshole. I just wanted to be home. I turned  back to the TV to see the rest of the story

" No information about the disappearance has been found yet. But police have found a saves chat from the teen and a female on the teens computer. A man search has been started two hours earlier. If you have any information on the case, please call the number below."

I turned off the TV. I heard the footsteps coming from downstairs and I slid back into the mattres. I just had to pretend nothing happened.