Freedom

Chapter 7

As we got closer to our room door we slowed down until we were standing right outside it. I felt Rosy's hand slip into mine, Then I took a deep breath and went inside.

Mazy was lying on the bed motionless. My heart skipped a beat when I saw she wasn't breathing. I squeezed my eyes shut then opened them again, not believing myself. This time when I opened my eyes I saw her chest rise slightly.

A sigh escaped my breath as I walked towards her. Mazy, finally, I have you back I thought. 

Not for long though look at the state of her The voice boomed again. I looked at Mazy, hating that the voice had a point.

She had a deep cut on her tiny forehead and her face was so pale. Her hair was everywhere, It looked as if she had just been in a big fight, and lost .. I quickly grabbed the first aid box that I had packed and cleaned her forehead up and put a bandage on it.  

"Mazy! Mazy wake up!" Rosy panicked shaking her slightly. 

I stared at Mazy but she didn't even stir in her sleep, or is she really sleeping?

"Mazy wake up baby!" I shouted shaking her a little harder. 

Again she didn't move. I checked her pulse, It was a slow, slight beat. 

What is going on here, why isn't she waking up? 

"Laila? Why won't she move?" Rosy questioned. 

"She's asleep, she will be awake by morning." I answered

"Promise?" 

I squeezed my eyes shut, "Promise." I whispered, "come on lets get some sleep." 

I climbed into bed after Rosy and tried to fall asleep, failing miserably. 

What if she really is not sleeping? What if that pedo guy fed her something? How did she get that deep cut? Why is this happening to us? Where are you mom? 

I got out of bed making sure not to wake the other two and grabbed a drink of water from the kitchen downstairs, locking the door behind me. I needed some answers and fast but where from?. I don't know where my mum is so she's not an option. There is no way I am going back to my dad, not unless I want a head on my shoulders, so that's not an option either.

There was one person left, the  mustache man, he had some of the answers but was it worth putting myself in risk? He kidnapped and hurt you little sister of course its worse the risk! The voice boomed. 

The voice was right, I desperately needed to know what he had done to Mazy and weather she really was asleep or ..  not. 

I slowly made my way up the stairs, confidence and anger building up in me with every step I took. When I got out side his door I hesitated slightly before knocking. I knocked three times then waited - No answer. I tried again - but still, no answer. 

I turned to go when suddenly the door opened behind me and I turned around.

The pedo was standing there in the same black jeans and hoodie he had on earlier, with a bottle of  wine in his hand. Great he was drunk I thought.

"What do you want? Here to give me a good time? Couldn't wait till morning?" He slurred, eyeing me up and down, his gaze lingering on my chest area. I Shuddered before replying, 

"No, I am here to get some answers, What the hell did you d--" 

Taking me by surprise, he grabbed me by the waist and pulled me in his room, Locking the door behind him.

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