Chapter 3

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Leah's P.O.V

I woke up to emptiness, the arms that were once embraced around my body were no longer there. My arms and legs were tied up again the window was also boarded shut. Why would he do that? Am I not supposed to be here? This is home isn't it?

"Can you untie me?" I yelled which made my head hurt more than it already did. About five minutes later after trying to get free the guy from last night walked into the room and quickly untied only my arms. I sat up, that was a mistake I instantly felt nauseous and dizzy. I layed back down.

"What am I doing here? Whats your name? Whats my name?" those were only some of the questions before he shushed me. I became quiet so he could speak. "I found you in the woods you were hurt, your cuts were bleeding and your legs were swollen" He paused and studied my face, I got nervous. Why was he staring at me? "can you stop please? and you never told me how I got here" I told him. "Oh yeah sorry where was I" he stuttered "I brought you here to help you get better, your right leg was really swollen four days ago its starting to go--" he told me before I cut him off."Woah four days have I really been sleeping that long? thank you but I have to get back home to my parents they're probaly worried" I told him sitting up I didn't care how much my head hurt I needed to get back home. When I tried to stand up I remembered my legs were tied to the bed.

I quickly tried to untie myself. "You are in no condition to go" he said lightly pushing me down and handing me pain killers and a glass of water. "Don't push me I have to go" I told him raising my voice a little. "And where exactly are you going to go" he chuckled, I was dumbfounded. Come to think of it I knew nothing about myself "I don't know, I don't know anything about myself actually" I said and he tied my arms back to the rope and left the room.

I layed in bed for about twenty minutes trying to remember anything about myself. Then a question popped into my head. Why did he take me here and not to the hospital or police station?. I was sure someone was looking for me.

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