Unbreakable

New beginnings

"Oh no" I mumbled, staring down at this gross heap of vomit. I stood up and went into the bathroom, grabbing tons of toilet paper and walking back out to clean up my mess. It was disgusting, but I didn't want him to get mad at me for barfing. So I cleaned it up, then through it down the toilet, which thankfully didn't get clogged. The smell though, was horrific and made me want to barf again. I ran down the stairs and into the kitchen, it was a small two story house, nothing fancy. I was guessing maybe 3 bedrooms and 2 ½ bathrooms.

I opened drawers and cabinets, trying to find a stain remover or something. I checked the clock and saw it was only 9:22 in the morning, but the faster it was done, the sooner I can start thinking of a plan to escape, if I can escape. I finally found what I needed, the powerful stain picker-upper "Resolve". I got the bottle and ran upstairs quickly with the bottle in my hand and paper towels in the other. My feet scurried up the staircase and down the hall, barging into the bedroom and kneeling on the ground, immediately spraying it into the carpet. I dabbed it and scrubbed it with the paper towel, getting the stain out successfully. I worked hard getting that stupid crap out of the carpet and to know that its gone made me happy. Mostly because Mr. Bagans won't know anything about it. I swiped at my forehead with the back of my hand and got up from the floor, going back down and placing it back where it was.

What do you do when you're kidnapped? Nothing, you lie around bored to death. I decided to take a nice nap, since I got tired this morning by an unexpected visit. Stupid Mr. Bagans. Stupid school for hiring such a rapist. Damn school gave him my cell number, which I left at my house on my bed. Stupid me.

"Wake up sleeping beauty" I heard a voice. I moaned, refusing to get up. Was it 3 already? I fluttered open my eyes to find an unfortunate sight. Him. Why did he have to be so hot, but so evil and devilish? It's always the cute ones that end up demonic. "Wake up" he cooed, pressing his lips the side of my forehead then on my top lip. I yawned and stretched out my arms, then scratched the back of my head and fully woke up to see a smiling Mr. Bagans.

"Hello" he said. I yawned again and said a short, "Hi". He sat down next to me and wrapped his arm around me, giving me another kiss on the cheek. Enough with the kisses I'm not your wife I thought to myself. He reached across to the table in front of us and grabbed the remote, turning on the TV.

"You know if you wanted to be entertained, you could've just watched something on here" he said and started flipping through channels until he got to the News station. I shrugged my shoulders.

"It's your house, I didn't want to break something and get you all mad. I was too scared you might fail me" I said bitterly while watching the lady report today's news. He squeezed the side of my shoulder and looked at me carefully.

"No, it's our house" he emphasized. I quickly turned my head to the side and looked at him like he was crazy. Actually rephrase. I looked at him knowing that he is crazy. I scooted back father from him and gave him a frightened look, even if I didn't mean to it just came up.

"What? Me? Live here?" I asked him. He nodded his head like it was nothing psycho, but it was! He was trying to make me live with him and I've only known him for two days. "No! No! I don't care if you fail me this semester. I-It's gone too far, I'm not living here!" I told him and stood up suddenly, but the tug of his hand grabbed mine and pushed me back onto the couch.

"You don't have a choice khloe" he told me and brushed his hand on my cheek. Conny? What the crap? New nickname or something? I thought in my head. My heart was beating slow at first, but then it was speeding rapidly, my air was getting caught in my lungs, he was forcing me to live here, to spend my life with him. Shit.

"In other news" the reporter said on the TV. "Fifteen year-old Khloe Herenadaz was reported missing an hour ago when she wasn't in her room or at her house, nor did she show up for class. Her parents are desperately trying to find the missing teen" she stated which then showed my parents, my step-dad Carter and my mom Julie. My mom's eyes were red and puffy while my step-dad was just comforting her, a few tears pricked his eyes.