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Ch. 14

Whatever was over my head smelled like someone threw up in it.
The car must have just stopped. I heard two doors open and slam shut. Then the door to wherever I was in the car opened and I was picked up.
I was carried into what I'm going to say is a house in a very uncomfortable position. Although, these people did just kidnap me so I'm pretty sure they don't care. I was taken up some stairs and to a room I think. I was thrown onto a bed, or at least it felt like one.
They ripped the bag off my head and there stood my birth mom, some man, and a boy about 3 years younger than me.

"I told you were going to live with me. This is your step father and brother." Samantha said.

"I'm not going to live you! Mark, Ethan, and Reeds are going to find me!" I screamed getting up. I walked over to her and punched her in the face.

  The man then grabbed me and forced my hands behind my back. The son left the room, and came back shortly with handcuffs. They put me back on the bed and handcuffed me to it.

"Fuck you all!" I yelled.

"Maybe later." The son said with a smile and winked.

Ew.

  Samantha and the man laughed then they all walked out.

  I stared at the ceiling and hoped that Mark and Ethan were looking for me.
Wait!
My Phone!
Uh but it's in my bra.
I attempt to do a back bend kind of thing to get it to fall out. Thankfully, it worked. It is now on my chest. Okay. I'll have to use Siri but I'll have to wait to see if these fuckers leave the house.

Three hours later. Or so it seemed. They finally all left. There's a window beside the bed and I can see out to the front of the house.
Mark, Ethan, and I think Reeds or someone have been calling me. Thank goodness my phone was on silent. Also texting. They think I ran away. Instead of calling them I called the police.

"Hey Siri." I say.

"Hi there." She replies.

"Call 911." I say

"Calling 911."

It calls. My phone isn't on speaker so I was barely able to hear the operator.

"Hello?" I had to say.

"I'm here. Can you hear me? What's the emergency?"
I hear the lady say. I think.

"I've been kidnapped. I don't know where I am." I say to her. Tears forming in my eyes.

"Is there a window you can look out of?"
I could now hear her better because I moved to the side a bit, to get the phone to move and now the speaker is more open.

"Yes." I reply looking out the window.

"What can you see sweetie?"

"I see trees. There's no other houses or a road that I can see." I say slowly loosing hope.

"Okay. Im going to try to track your phone. Are you using a cell phone or and landline phone?"

"A cell phone." I say

"Okay. Stay with me darling. I'm going to stay on the phone with you until police arrive. Tell me when you hear or see them okay?"

"Okay." I say praising the lord I had my phone.

"Can you tell me your name and age?" The lady said.

I like this lady, she's really sweet and has a calming voice.

"Ashton Lynn. I don't have a last name. And I'm 16." I replied.

"Beautiful name. Someone just called and reported you missing." She replied.

"Do you know who?" I asked

"Yes. It was someone named Mark Miller. Do you know him?"

"Yes. Him and his boyfriend are fostering me." I said tears were now coming down faster.

"That's good. Are you able to hear or see any police now sweetie?" She asked.

"No." I said shaking.

"Okay. I promise you they are on there way."

"Okay." I said then I saw someone pulling up to the house.

But it wasn't a police car.

  The car stopped and someone got out.
It was the younger boy.
Damnit!

"He's back." I wanted to yell but instead kind of whispered.

"Who is back?" The lady asked.

"The couples son." I said shaking harder.

  The lady said something but I couldn't hear it. Three police cars pulled up at the same time.
  I started to tell the lady that they were here but the son burst into the room.

"You bitch! I should have know you had a phone." He grabbed the phone and ended the call. He uncuffed me and made me stand up in front of him while he held a gun to my head.
  From downstairs I could hear the police knocking the door down. One officer gave a command for some to go upstairs and others to search downstairs.
I could hear then knocking down all the other doors in the house until finally getting to the room we were in.

"I'll shoot her." The boy said as the police came in.

"There's no need to do that son. Just put the gun down and let the girl go." The police officer said.

Soon other police officers were in the room too.

"Put the gun down and let her go son." Another officer said.

  He didn't do anything. But the grip he had on the arm around my neck loosened. I know it was a stupid move. But I was going to go for it. I took a little step forward so I was able to punch in the nuts. He leaned forward, so I was able to run behind an officer.

"Aw! You little whore!" He yelled and an officer cuffed him.

  Another officer lead me outside.

"Nice job kid. That was luck." The officer said to me as we walked up to an ambulance. I wasn't hurt at all but they checked me anyway. After I was cleared the officer took me to the station.