The kidnappers son

Chapter 3

A/N: yay I finally updated!

Standing in a corner, head down, hands folded, quiet until ordered to speak, steady breathing, that is how I am everyday, for the past five months. Five months in this hell hole. Ryan, or "master", and Niall are the only ones that order us to do stuff. When I say "us" I mean there is another girl here with me. Olivia Chase. A beautiful red head girl, age 17, kidnapped at age 13. Five years here and I don't understand how she can't think of running away. She's Ryan's, which means he's used her as a sex toy. She stands on the other side and everyday I see her with fresh new scars. I feel bad for her. Ryan instructed that Niall is my master.

Ryan wants Niall to become like him. To stalk girls, kidnap them, torture them, then kill them when he is bored, and the cycle begins again. But Niall isn't like that. Niall brings me more food because I don't get enough, he makes sure I'm okay after Ryan enters my room, he listens to me when I need him. Niall wants to save me and Olivia and run away. He wants to find his mother. But I have to obey Niall in front of his dad, or Niall gets whipped. Just like that one day.

We here the car outside. I look at Olivia and she nods then puts her head down, I do the same. We hear the door open and footsteps enter the house.

"Head up" Ryan commands. I rose my head and look into Niall's beautiful eyes. All I see is pain from him.

Ryan pats Niall's back, "lets see how you trained your slave"

Niall comes to face me. He mouths 'Just like we practiced' then speaks.

"Slave. Explain what we did last night"

Just like we practiced.

"Something horrible" I mumbled

"Speak up!" He yelled

"I said something horrible" I spit back

Niall slaps me across the face. It hurt but I couldn't do it anything about it. He mouthed 'I'm sorry'

Tears weld up in my eyes as I grab my cheek.

"I-I'm sorry master" I whispered loud enough for him to hear.

"You worthless piece of shit"

Ouch. Okay that hurt. That wasn't part of the plan.

"Go up to your room and get prepared for another 'horrible' night!" Niall yelled as he pointed to the stairs.

I nodded, "yes master"

I ran up to my room, over hearing Niall and Ryan's conversation.

"Good job my boy" Ryan said

"I learned from the best" Niall replied

"You, Chelsea"

"Olivia master" Olivia replied

"Go make us dinner"

"I'm going to Amy's room. To give what that bitch deserves"

"That's my boy!" Ryan yelled as Niall came up the stairs.

I sat on my bed, holding my swollen cheek, crying.

"Amy" Niall whispered as he entered the room.

I ignored him. He said something hurtful to me.

"Amy I'm sorry, I had to-"

"Call me a worthless piece of shit. It's okay Niall. That's what I am here"

"No Amy. I had to so I can make my father believe more and the more he believes, the better we can escape"

"Niall, what you said hurt me"

"I know. I didn't mean that" he said.

I got up from my bed and looked at him.

"I forgive you" I whispered.

He came next to me and whispered in my ear.

"Good"

He pinned me to the wall, his breathe tickling my neck. It felt so good but so wrong.

Niall nibbled on my earlobe and I loved it so much.

"How about we have a 'horrible' night" he whispered.