Stolen

His Horrid Past

It's been a week now that I've been kidnapped. School is over, and that means I can't leave this place for any reason. I still can't call or text anyone. It's been hell, but I have Bubbles and Anthony has tried to make things a little more better for me.
"When can I leave?" I asked Eli as he was playing video games.
"Don't know. Boss never had us keep someone for so long before. I want you gone so bad, so I can have my fucking room and bed back." He said.
As you can tell we still don't get along. I doubt we ever will. I mean, we are like gasoline and fire. When we are combined or near, everything explodes.
Okay, we aren't exactly like that, but it's similar, kinda. You get the point. We hardly ever get along.
"I can't wait to get you out of my life. I hate being around you and having to be your damn babysitter." Eli said under his breath.
That reminded me of when I was a kid. One of the last things I heard from my brother before he left, slamming the door shut, and speeding away. I closed my eyes and left the room with Rose.
I went to a window and looked out it, holding Rose.
I wish I could leave. Right now, in this moment, I don't feel like I got kidnapped, I feel like I'm back in time to when I was a kid.
"Why the hell did you leave? I had to stop my game and come after you, cause I have to be with you at all times." Eli said with a huff.
I didn't say anything, just stared out the window.
"What?" Eli said.
"If you want me out of your life so bad, then do what he did and leave speeding away! I don't give a shit, have someone else take care of me if I'm that big of a pain in your ass! I don't fucking care!" I said pissed, now looking at him.
"Whoa. What the hell is wrong with you?" Eli asked, throwing his arms up in defense.
"Forget it." I said going back to his room.
"Brooklyn, what the fuck happened?" Eli asked sitting on his bed.
That was the first time he has called me by my name since I got here I think.
I sighed, "There's a reason why my brother wasn't in the report or whatever."
Eli looked at me.
"My brother hated taking care of me, he resented our parents, and me. One day, he was pissed. He told me that he wanted me gone, that he hated the fact that he had to give up his life to watch me, and he hated me and our parents for making him watch me. He left me alone, at 8pm, speeding away..." I trailed off.
"He got into a crash and died?" Eli asked.
I shook my head, "I wish... That would've been better, but no. He left the family when I was 10. Haven't heard anything from him since that day. I never understood what I did wrong. I was a kid, I didn't know what to do. Now, my family and I act like he never existed, I know that's wrong, but what else could we do. He didn't want us around, and still doesn't probably."
"Seriously?" Was all Eli said.
I just looked at him, confused.
"I would love that life. So what, your brother left. No big deal! At least you weren't beaten, burned and starved! I would've killed for that life!" Eli said.
I looked at him. "Wait... What?"
"As a child I was beaten, starved and burned by my own parents. They even left me on the street at 14. My whole family abandoned me. I was in foster care, got adopted and my new 'family' was shit to me. I wasn't treated any differently hardly. Sure I got more food then what I used to, but once I got into a fight at school when I was 16, they kicked me out to live on the streets. I would've loved your life!" He said, in a way I never heard before.
I didn't say anything. I mean what could I say.
"That's why I have my tattoos. To cover up the scars I have, and also so I can look badass." Eli added.
"Eli... I-"
He cut me off, "It's whatever. I'm fine now. I don't give a shit about my family. I don't need anyone or anything. Once I get the chance I'm outta here."
"But-"
"Shut up!" Eli said getting pissed. "I am done talking about this."
He went back playing his game. Now I understand him a little more. I mean I still don't want to get to know him, but I guess I will depending on how long I'm here.
"Maybe that's why he's so cold and doesn't want to get close to anyone. Who ever he was close to just hurt him and left him. I mean he didn't have to be a dick to me about my brother, but still." I thought to myself.
That must've been why he decided to join this kidnapping business, or whatever you want to call it. Now I might have an idea on why he's doing this, but I still wonder why Anthony joined. He's a great and nice guy. What could've made him do this kind of stuff?
Eli and I didn't speak for the rest of the day.