Chapter 3

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P.O.V Cheyenne

I wake up to white.

Thank you Jesus. I went to heaven. Now all I got to do is find my-

"Thank goodness your awake. You got me so worried." I frowned disappointed that I didn't die.

"Is everything okay? Let me go get the doctor." I ran out the room. Then my head started to hurt like hell. Then I started to get flashbacks of my Dad.

The doctor ran in with the mystery guy. Then he put a needle in my vain and I was out like a light.

P.O.V Mystery Guy

When I saw her crying at night on the curb, I wanted to help which is freaking weird of me. Once I saw her outfit it made me upset that she was walking around like that.

As soon as she fell I started panicking. Blood was leaking from her head so I took off my sweater and put it on her head to stop the blood. I drove her to my house. Then called my personal doctor and he came straight away. But before he got here she started thrashing and yelling "dad STOP PLEASE".

The doc came and put something in her vain for her to fall asleep.

"I wonder what ever happened to her"

"Maybe you should try and get close with her." The doctor told me

"But how?"

"That's for you to find out. You can be her only hope to survival" With that he left me to my thoughts of this mysterious girl.

P.O.V Cheyenne

I woke up sweating.

I looked around not knowing where I was. Then flashbacks of what happened last night came to me and I started freaking out. I looked around the house and found a plant and opened the door. I was not going out without a fight.

As I was walking trying to find a exit I started looking at how nice this place was. Then I started freaking out even more because if this person who kidnapped me has alot of money that means power. God I'm dead.

The ceiling was so high that the tallest person to ever live would dream of reaching half of this ceiling. The furniture was so soft and comfortable looking that I wanted to actually sit on it. But then I heard talking.

"I don't know what I'm going to do." I heard a husky, deep voice say.

"Do you know who that girl is"Said another deep voice. So their talking about me. My brain is telling me to run and my heart is telling me to listen.

"Name is Cheyenne Heart. Went to prison 167 times since she was 13. Was in foster home. And was in for murder." Even i didn't know I was in prison that much. Before I could even the process what I was doing. I slammed the door open and threw the flower which slammed threw the window making glass go everywhere. Unfortunately I missed hitting them.

"What the fuck is wrong with you." One of them screamed at me. Then I got flashbacks.

Flashback

"What the fuck is wrong with you." He screamed at me throwing books. I tried dodging them the best I can.

"You worthless piece of shit." He successfully threw a huge textbook at my stomach. I feel to the ground crying.

"Good thing your mom died or she would of killed herself just looking at you."

End of Flashback

"Nothing is wrong with me. I'm normal." I screamed at him.

"I'm normal. I'm normal." I kept chanting. I went on the floor crawled up into a ball rocking back and forth.

The two guys looked at each other and came over to me. One the guys took me up and started carrying me to a room. Telling me in my ear how beautiful I am and that I'm perfectly normal. He placed me on the bed.

I feel asleep thinking how wonderful that would be if that was really true.

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Hey guys so hope you enjoyed

How do you think Cheyenne little moment was?

See you later little fishies. 🐟



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