Calling Home.

Chapter Four-:-Why us?

I sat in my room. I looked at myself. Why? Why me? Why not Alice the asshole in high school? Ugh I want to leave. Or talk to someone. Ughhhhhhhh... As I though about someone else, guess who walks in...
Luke.
"Hey, Bella... I want you to meet someone..." As Luke said this, a girl, roughly 16, like me, stepped out from behind him.
"This is.... Rebecca."
My prayers were heard.
"Hi, I'm Rebecca. And you are???"
I was so busy taking in her face, I almost ignored her.
"Oh, I'm Bella...."
Luke stepped towards the door.
"Well, you two will stay in here, I have to go, uh, talk to pops about, uh..... Something..."
"Ok..." He walked out, leaving us to talk.
"He hesitates a lot." Rebecca said, very quietly.
"Wait.... Why are you here?" Pointed at her.
"Oh, I was told my dad sent me here for camp. Not a very nice camp in my view..."
Weird... She's here for a different reason.
"Why are you here???"
"Oh, I'm here because I was told I was in danger.... Not sure why...."
"That's weird....."
Why are we here? Ughhhh I just want to go home and sleep in my comfy bed, not this one, that has one thin sheet on it.
"Maybe it's time to find out why we're really here..."
Rebecca got up at walked to the door, and started hitting it.
"KEEP IT DOWN IN THERE!!!"
Rebecca backed away slowly.
"Supper!!"
As who I assumed was George said this, two trays came under the door. Lasagna.... Mmmmmmm...
"Oo! Yumm! Let's eat!!!"
Rebecca chowed down and I did too, lasagna was my favourite.
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I woke up in a dark room, tied by my hands, no way to move, as I was tied to the ceiling. I heard something...
"Make sure you lock the door behind me, incase she wakes up and struggles out."
Luke.
I pretended to sleep, and he came over to me.
---Part 2 coming soon---