Caged In

Chapter 13

Zaylee's pov

"Let go of me!" I screamed at Mike earning a slap to the face. "Don't scream at me. You are to do as told and as long as you obey, the sooner you go home" he growled. I punched him dead in the nose causing him to stumble back. I took the chance to run out of the room and out of the house. I looked around and saw nothing but didn't take the chance to get caught by him so I started running left.
I stopped for a bref second to catch my breath and everything was black.

"You thought you could get away from me? Your far away from everything. Nothing for miles. You could never make it somewhere without being caught because I have men all around here making sure you don't get anywhere to far." he spoke. I tried to move but my hands where chained to the wall and something was in my mouth so I couldn't talk etheir. Im on my knees and my feet are crossed and chained to the wall restricting from any movement.
"You're not getting away this time. No matter what. A maid will bring you food and water and you are only aloud to talk to her. If you try getting free during any meal you will no longer have access to speak to her and you might not have something to eat for days at a time. Yes I am aware of your conditions so you will still be taking your medication. Alice will be in here shortly" he said and left. I littrally feel like a helpless dog. I'm tied to a wall, I have a ball in my mouth and I can't talk to anyone except Alice. To top it all off, I don't even know if im ever going home.
I began crying and I tried to move so I could sit Criss cross but my ankles are tied together. I sat back on my heals and hung my head and watched the tears hit the cement floor. I heard a door open then close and a girl walking towards me with a tray in hands. "Hello, I'm Alice. I will be taking care of you the whole time your here." she said and took the ball thing out of my mouth that was tied around my head. I closed my sore mouth and sniffled a bit. "I hate seeing kids like you here, it's so sad" she said petting my hair softly "There's others here?" I asked "yeah. He kidnaps little kids for people and keeps them until he's told otherwise. Once you get old enough if your not out he takes you and turns you into a slave. A bad kind too" she said "I've been here since I was nine. Mike didn't take me though. Someone else did. I'm not a slave thankfully. I'm just a maid who has to take care of the small children like you" she said "How old are you?" I asked "I'm sixteen now. Here's your pill and your food" she said "How come you take anorexia pills?" she asked as I downed the pill. I forgot to mention she unhooked my hands. "I was born with it" I said and began eating the food. "Does it run in the family?" she asked "My dad has it. But he refuses to go to the doctor to get pills" I said "Tell me about your family" she said "Well, I have two dads, ones name is dahvie he's the one with anorexia and then Jayy. I have a twin brother and his name is zavier." I said "That's cute. So which parent do you look like the most?" she asked "Dahvie. Except my hair. No one knows why it's blond" I said finishing the food. "Well, since your all done I have to go. Trust me, this is the easy part" She said and cuffed my hands back and replaced the what I now know is a gag. Very weird name though, they should just call it a ball that's shoved in your mouth so you can't talk.

Jayy pov

Dahvie was still in our room and he has been for the past few hours. Zavier won't talk to anyone and hes been in Zaylee's room. I contacted the school and told them that zavier and Zaylee won't be coming to school for a while. I explained why and they understood. I still have to work because my boss is a dick like that. I made zavier a pb and j for lunch and brought it to him "here alx. You need to eat something" I said "I'm not hungry" he said "Look, I know your sad but that doesn't mean you have to starve. Now eat, please" I said and he took the sandwich. He took a bite and sat it down. He was holding Zays favorite stuffed animal and her pink baby blanket. I walked out of the room and laid down on the couch.
If I were Mike where would I take a ten year old?
Then it hit me. I remember my dad saying something about having a house in Washington that he shared with his brother.
But that was like forever ago when I was five, there's no way he still lives there.
I sighed in frustration.
I feel like im never going to find her.

(pre warning, self harm is about to happen. If your sensitive to that then don't read the next part)

Dahvies pov

I sat in mine and Jayys room crying for a while. I shouldn't have let her go to that damn sleep over! This is all my fault!
I began pacing back and forth debating on whether or not I should cut. I used to back in high school but stopped.
I grabbed a shaving razor and broke it to get the blade. I began tracing my scars and seen the red liqued appear once again. At first it burned a bit but after a few it stopped. I laid on the floor and just let the blood pour out of my arm.
My stomach started growling because I haven't eaten anything. I don't even feel like getting up. But I did. I washed my arm off and wrapped it up with tolet paper. I grabbed one of Jayys hoddies and put it on to hide my arm. I walked out of the room quietly and went into the kitchen. I tried to be as quiet as I could but then the blood started seeping threw the hoodie. I should've put a black one on. Smart going dahvie. I lifted the sleeve and the tolet paper was soaked in blood. "fuck my life" I mumbled and untapped my arm throwing it away. The tolet paper not my arm. "Hey dahvs, what are you doing?" Jayy asked. I froze and yanked the sleeve down. "I-I was hungry" I whispered and turned around to face him but hid my arm behind my back. "I can make you something if you want" he said. I quickly shook my head no "It's okay, I can do it myself" I said and we both just kinda stood there for a while. "Why are you hiding your arm?" he said "I-im not" I said "Then show me your arm" he said and I showed him the uncut arm "The other one Jesus" he said. He only says my first name when he's mad at me. Is he mad?
I showed him the other arm and looked down knowing that it was covered in blood. I felt the sleeve go up. "Dahvie please. Please please please tell me your not cutting again" he said and his voice cracked "I'm not" I lied "Then what's this on your arm?" he asked "I fell" I whispered I looked up to see him studding my arm and I suddenly felt uncomfortable. He grabbed a rag and soaked it in water then wiped the blood off of my arm " Everything's going to be okay I promise. I'll find our daughter. I promise" he said and kissed me. I nodded.