Its Simple...

I'm Sorry (25)

*Rylee's POV*

(A/N This is a graphic part in this book so if you need to skip it.)

I think I know whose been texting me, but its impossible. I keep thinking about it and I'm off my game I can't think straight. The girls have been asking me what's been going on but I can't tell them. I can't tell anybody anything until I figure out who the hell this is. It was game day and I was in the locker room trying to get my head in the game and block everything out. Mom and Carli came and tried to talk to me but I just blew up at them. Everyone wants me to tell them what's going on but they don't understand that by saying something they could get hurt. Jill started me but I was playing like shit so during halftime she subbed me out. I was just upset that I couldn't play my best so after the game was over I headed straight to the locker room, changed and went to get on the bus. On my way to the bus somebody grabbed me. I didn't get a chance to look at the person because I fell asleep.

When I woke up I was tied to a chair and there was a camera in front of me.

"Don't bother looking for Rylee, she's safe with me." He says.

I know that voice, but it can't be. The guy has a mask on but then takes it off, it was him my dad.

"You took my daughter from me and if you want her back you need to come find her. Game on USWNT." Dad says then punches me in my face.

I groan out then he moves the camera. He had tape over my mouth so I couldn't speak. He grabbed a chair and sat in front of me.

"I'll take the tape off but just so you know no matter how loud you scream nobody will be able to hear you." Dad says.

He rips the tape off my mouth causing me to flinch a little.

"How did you get outta jail?" I ask.

"Oh wouldn't you love to know?" He ask.

I roll my eyes which causes him to slap me across the face.

"You still need to learn respect." He says.

He walks away and comes back with a needle.

"This is a serum that fucks up your autonomic nervous system. You went to school and were a straight A+ student so you should know what this is going to do to your body, tell me." He says.

I stay silent earning another slap across the face.

"It controls the conditions inside the body." I say.

"Correct." He says before stabbing the needle into my arm.

I'm not scared of needles, I don't mind the pain. What he doesn't know is there's another nerve in your body the Parasympathetic Nervous System which is the opposite of the autonomic nervous system. So when one gets to low or high the other kicks in. But that's on;y if your a healthy person, which I happen to be. So when my dad comes back which I think was a few hours and saw me doing fine he started beating me. I was fine until the chair fell over and he kicked me in my ribs. I broke them once so I know they're broken again. I cry out blow after blow at this point I'm coughing up blood and I feel it running down my body. He picked me up and chained me to the wall so my hands were keeping me up and my feet were hanging and inch or so off the ground. He got a belt and kept hitting me, I lost count once he passed 15. All of a sudden it stopped, I opened my eyes and looked at him. HE was drink a bottle of aclhoal.

"You disgust me." I mumble.

He takes the bottle and throws it at me, it broke and I screamed out. The vodka seeped into my cuts and burned like hell.

"ITS ALL YOUR FAULT, EVERYTHING IS YOUR FAULT! YOU SHOULD HAVE DIED, NOT YOUR MOTHER! IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN YOU!" He yells.

I hear a clicking sound then and BANG! I feel a pain in my stomach, he shot me. I start to hear screaming and yelling then my hands are taken off the chains.

"I GOT HER I NEED A MEDIC!" A man yells.

I'm put on a strecher then and taken out where ever I am. I just wanna close my eyes, its getting harder and harder to keep them open.

"Hey Rylee don't got to sleep on me okay." The medic says.

I hear my name being called, its Mom.

"You can ride with us." The medic says.

I'm then put into a ambulance and we start moving. Mom grabs my hand and I see she has tears in her eyes.

"I love you mom." I say above a whisper.

"No Rylee, your going to be okay." Mom sobs.

I can't keep my eyes open anymore so I shut them.

"WE'RE LOSING HER!"

"RYLEE!"