Captured

Chapter Three

A/n: The song is made for Lissy's POV. So if you want to wait and listen to it for Lissy's POV go for it. Or you can play it now. It's up to you

(Rebecca's POV)

"Hey, Nick," I say as I sit next to Nicco at our lunch table.

I've recently ditched my fake friends. Well, not all of them. Three of them are my true friends- Kirsten, Caroline, and Brandon.

Kirsten is the most hyper-active. She always wants to have fun. She can put a smile on anybody's face and is pretty hard not to hate.

Caroline is more on the shy side. She hardly talks to anyone. She also hates a lot of people. She's the smartest of my group of friends, though.

Brandon, on the other hand, is a jock. He can get any girl at any time. But, he's not like that. He only has his eyes on one girl. That girl is Kirsten. Have I mentioned they're dating? Oh well. He's the sweetest guy I know. Even though he can be a bit rude towards people, he has a huge soft spot for them.

"Hello," Nicco responded, sounding British like she does a lot. She's not British, but she sure can sound like it. (A/n: The person this character is based off of actually does sound British sometimes. She's not though!)

"What's going on?" I ask.

"Oh, you know. Nothing much. Just been waiting for you to get here. By the way, you take forever."

"I'm sorry," I say, laughing. "I was having trouble with my locker."

"It's fine," she replies, smiling.

We talk about random stuff for the next 30 minutes.

Just then the bell rings.

"Well, I got to go. See ya in 7th period," Nicco says.

"Bye, Nick," I respond.

We get up and walk in different directions.

Now for a long day of boredom.

(Lissy's POV)

"Hurry up! I want this place to to be spotless before I get home," Sir yells at us.

Halle, Noah, and I are currently cleaning Sir's house. It's a mess in here.

"Sir, please! May we take a break?" Halle pleads, for we have been working for around 3 hours with no break in between.

Sir walks up to Halle and slaps her across the face. I have to hold Noah back from almost killing Sir.

"Stop being such a whiny brat. You know what will happen if you keep being one," Sir somewhat threatens.

"We're hungry and thirsty. Please, just let us have some food and/or water," Halle says.

"You know what? You're coming with me," Sir says and takes Halle by the arm and pulls her into the room that I despise most of all.

Halle screams and yells for Noah and me to help her.

We can't, though. It would just make the situation worse. For all three of us.

I try to drown out Halle's screams and the blows that follow.

This is why you don't get on Sir's bad side.

This horrible place is what I have to call home, though. I have no choice.

But this isn't a real home. It's a broken home.