Leanna's P.O.V
I sighed as I sat down on the couch. That asshole kidnapped me and then locked me in a living room and said I could watch tv. I could watch tv on my own tv at my own house if he wouldn't have fucking kidnapped me.
Then a thought came to me. What if I was on tv? I mean I was kidnapped and all. I should be on tv right? I grab the remote off of the coffee table and turn on the news.
This young woman, Breawna Smith, was found dead in the woods fairly close to a Driver Middle School students party. Which was more like a rave being how it was in the woods. The young woman who threw the ''party'' is a minor therefore I can not say her name. Then a picture of Bre appeared on the screen.
"Hey! Get your ass in here, you douche bag!" I yell at the top of my lungs. He comes into the room looking out of breath, "What?" He asks. Then I bitch slap him across the face.
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Behind The Mask
عاطفيةThis is a Mask love story. It's for another awesome writer, @LMiller01loo.