Behind The Mask

Three

Leanna's P.O.V

I groan and roll over. My face hits something cold, like metal. Why the hell would there be metal in my bed? I open my eyes and scream. I'm in a fucking metal box! Well, it's probably a trunk of a car not a box but whatever, I'll call it what I want.

Then I realize that I'm moving. So it is a car... But then the car stops. Shit. Shit. Shit. Come on Leanna, think of something. It's too late, the trunk opens. "Oh. You're awake." He says, surprised.

I look at him and gasp. It the guy with the mask from earlier. Then I scream again, this time a lot louder. He puts his hand over my mouth, "Shhh... I'm not going to hurt you." Yeah says the guy who kidnapped me. Seriously, what the fuck?

He picks me up out of the car and stands me on my on my feet. I look at him. Shouldn't he drug me again or something? That's what kidnappers do. Right? Whatever.

He shuts the trunk. With one of his hands still covering my mouth he guides me to the house in the woods.

Hi. Sorry I haven't updated in a while. My brother was recently in a car accident. He passed away earlier this morning. I didn't really want to update again because it hurts. My brother was the only one who like respected me (except for my friends on here of course). He told me that it scared him, what I was doing to my self, when he found out that I was cutting. He helped me find new ways to deal with the complete shit that is my life. So I started writing. Ashton was my inspiration. So if my writing sucks now or if it's too short (more than usual) I'm sorry. But please try to understand what I'm going through.
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