The Basement

Chapter 1

Everyday, before i would leave for school, my parents would tell me, " Be careful, Emma, dont talk to strangers" i got so tired of listening that i eventually stopped. i would say " dont worry, nothing will happen. Im 13. i can take care of myself.

It was April 26, 2009. I just left math class and headed toward the cafeteria. I walked to our usual table and sat down. Vanessa came and sat down a couple seconds later.

'I swear Mr. Harris is so annoying'

'tell me about it. the other day Zayn( A/n: he wont be mentioned throughout the rest of the story) fell asleep when he was telling us about the civil war, and after he woke up he gave us a 30 minute lecture about how if you fall asleep in class you wont learn anything and blah blah blah'

we continued gossiping about teachers until zayn showed up after his detention with Mr. Harris.

'hey im back'

'hey we were just talking about you'

'yea what?'

'just about the whole fell asleep in class thing'

we talked and ate lunch until it was time to go back to class. Vanessa and Zayn are my 2 best friends. we are like the 3 musketeers. we grew up together and have gone to the same schools. we plan on going our separate ways for college though. i would take a bullet for them. if they got kidnapped, i would search every corner of every street in every country.

Zayn and my moms went to the same high school together and met Vanessa's mom at college they have been so close since. Then they each got married and here we are now. My dad is the CEO of Apple so he gets a lot of money and he never leaves his office. We never do anything together. I always ask my mom why he married him, its always the same answer- i was in love. was.

i walk home after school, a 2 mile journey, and just as im heading out of the parking lot, zayn walks up to me.

'hey, ill walk with you'

'ok'

we walked until we reached his house and he left. i turned the corner and decided to stop by the seven eleven near my house.As i got near the door, i noticed a group of men about in their 40s, standing by a van. i walked in and bought some chips and a bottle of water. i dropped the water in my backpack and opened up the chips as i walked out of the store.

One of the guys from before walked up to me.

'Excuse me, but do have a dollar you could spare'

'no sorry i just spend my last one' gesturing toward the store.

'cmon give me the chips then'

'fine her take them' i gave them to him realizing that he wasnt gonna leave unless i did.

'actually i changed my mind'

'what'

'i want you instead' before he could finish his last word, i was running. i never knew i could run this fast, but the fear inside me, gave me power.

'hey get back here' he started running after me as he told the other guys to get in the truck and come after us. i would have gotten away if i was faster than that stupid van. they cornered me, grabbed me, tied me up and threw me in the truck. i screamed, but nobody was there.

'Damon shes Nick Wayland's daughter '

'youre right, Mark, we can get a lot of money out of her'

im guessing Damon is the boss. he was the one who grabbed me. the other one is mark and the 3rd one who is sitting in the back with me, is Clayton. He just stayed quiet the whole time until the car stopped and the two men got out, leaving me and Clayton.

'dont worry ill get you out. i wont let them hurt you' he pulled me out of the car. damon and mark were already inside the warehouse.

'he has a son, 15 years old. hes making me work here. im so sorry' instead of me crying he was.

he lead me down some stairs into what seemed like a basement, where the other 2 waited. Clay handcuffed me to a bed and left. Damon stepped closer to me and took the duct tape off of my mouth.

'dont move' he smirked.

Him and Mark went upstairs and closed the basement door behind them, leaving me alone, handcuffed, in the cold dark room, alone.

A/N: Chapter 1 done. :)