Metanoia.

Chapter:12

My eyes opened and we were moving. I looked around and Cameron was still asleep, we were also, inside of a huge van. Cliche' much? I suddenly got an idea. I could bang on the glass and try to get help. Maybe, the glass will break.

I banged on the window and screamed. "Help I'm kidnapped!"

"Shut up you little brat." The guard or whatever he was slapped me on my right cheek.

''Ouch!" As soon as I said that Cameron woke up.

"Babe what's going on?" He asked wiping his eyes. Damn, it he forgets that he can't call me that in front of them.

"Well, we are in a van going somewhere and I just got slapped from this jerk off here.''

"He slapped you?!" His face got red with anger, as he balled up his fists. I just nodded slowly.

-------------Cameron's POV----------------

I was getting very, very mad. Now a grown man wants to hit a girl? I would never hit a girl no matter what. Yeah, playing around and fighting is okay but, legit hitting is NOT okay at all. As my fists were balled up I hit the man with a upper cut. He did not seem happy.

"Did you just hit me?!" The man filled with anger.

"Yes I did. How does it feel I mean you just hit Vivian."

"Cam, please it's okay." She sighed.

"It isn't oka-" He hit me and it all went Black.

-------Vivian's POV-------

He was knocked out. I feel like this is all my fault. He's kidnapped because of me. He's getting hurt because of me. I never wanted this. I never wanted him to get hurt. I never wanted him to be in this situation.

"Now do something stupid and your next." The man spoke.

"Whatever."

"What was that?" He towered over me.

"Nothing." I said bitterly.

"Good."

I stared at the window looking at different highways right now apparently we were in Alabama. WAIT, we were in ALABAMA!? That is very, very far from where we just were!

"Where are we going!?" I panicked.

"That's classified." The man moved me over and covered up the window and the only source of light I have in my life.

"Who we are going to see?"

"Your mother and father." He said sternly.

"My mom is home, and my father is dead thank you very much." I spat out coldly.

"Your real mother Claire, and your father George is who we are going to see."

"Real mother and real father? You don't understand my real parent-"

"Your real parents are Claire and George."

"So I'm.."

"You were kidnapped at birth sweet cheeks." He fake smiled.

Tears started to run down my cheeks then, Cameron woke up again.

"Hey, Hey what's wrong?" He hugged me as I cried on his shoulder.

"I-I was kidnapped and My were going to see my real parents, C-Claire and G-George."

"It's okay, we will get through this together." He grabbed my hand and I stopped crying.

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I was pushed out of the car by a 6 foot tall man who I found out his name was Teddy. Now I think of him as a teddy bear.

Now that I think of things I realize that I never looked like my parents, I had green eyes they had brown. I had red hair my mom had brown and so did my father. I was so different. Now I see why. My whole life was a lie. My name. My parents. Who I came from. Was I even real?

I looked in the distance to see a woman her hair was a bright red and her eyes a light blue. She was dressed up in a grey dress. She looked mid-thirty's. I looked next to her to see a man. His hair was bleach blonde almost white and he had a pair of green eyes, they were the exact shade of mine. I came to the conclusion that these people were Claire and George.

"Is this her?" The man with the green eyes spoke.

"I know my daughter, George this is her."

"I don't know.. '

"She has your eyes!"

"Whatever Claire."

So these were my real parents huh? My sweet mother is really a kidnapper and so was my father, Or should I even call them that?

"Celia!" Claire ran over and gave me a hug.

"I don't know you first of all and second of all my name is Vivian."

"You were kidnapped, and your real name is Celia. Celia morie'." (A/N: Morie' pronounced 'more a')

"I would like to be called Vivian please." I said a bit nicely.

"Such, an ugly name but, okay 'Vivian' "

"I don't think its ugly. Claire." I said bitterly. I did not like this woman at all.

"Fine, Vivia inside okay?"

"Correction Vivian, and fine." Cameron still had my hand he just was being very silent for a reason I didn't know.

When we got inside I looked around there was a huge chandelier, The walls painted an elegant gold. The house wasn't even a house it was a mansion. The furniture had roses painted on I. The theme of the mansion were Roses.

"Like it?" Claire smiled.

"It's nice but, you have to understand I don't live here and neither does Cameron."

"Cameron? That boy isn't your brother?" George suddenly spoke.

"No, I have no siblings."

"Well you had one he was kidnapped along with you so I thought that was him, I gave Matthew strict orders!"

"Matthew aka Sally?"

"Oh yes, you see Matthew Is my nephew and he has multiple personality disorder those are only two of his "Characters." Claire said.

"Wow.."

"Yes, so who is this boy?"

"This boy is Cameron and he is my boyfriend."

"Already have a boyfriend?"

"Yes, I do." I was getting pissed off.

"Well dear, your bedroom is right here." Claire opened up a door that had the name "Celia" on it. I looked inside to see the walls painted a mint green and there was a queen sized bed with black and white zebra print blankets on it.

"Like it?"

"It's beautiful." I opened up a drawer to see dressed and fancy clothing. I hope she knows, I will never step out of my jeans.

"Now your boyfriend can sleep in the room a cross the hall instead of with you and does his parents they have to know he is safe."

"My parents are dead Ma'am and I live with my aunt who could care less about me."

"I'll let her know where you are."

"Alright." With that Cameron left the room and went into his. I was to tired to deal with this so I fell asleep.

A/N:Hey guys! lot's happened.. So comment on how you liked it? So Vivian was kidnapped twice and her real name is Celia? Well I have to go bye my potatoes! Sorry for the late update.

~Misfit.