•Prologue•
My eyes opened slowly not even realizing where I am. My head was throbbing and my eyes felt swollen from crying so much before I was knocked out. I'm in a car...a cars trunk, but why?
I lay in this cars trunk feeling stiff and in pain. All I can see is a blanket of blackness surrounding me, Where is this sick person taking me?
I start to think of the worst. Am I going to die? Will I see my family again? I start to sob knowing I have no control, what so ever of what this person is going to do to me!
I try to lift my hands to bang on the roof of the trunk, my hands seem to be tied down. I start to roll fast hitting the side of my body against a hard surface; I'm guessing the wall of the trunk. The car had came to a stop, a slam of a car door is all I heard from outside the trunk.
No! No! No! they're coming to hurt me I need help. I tried opening my mouth to scream but nothing could come out. The cars trunk popped open reviling the blinding sunlight from outside.
Ok that's good, I haven't been in this car long, I was at the mall during the day and it is still day. A black figure appeared from outside the car, it was a women.
"Why are you awake?" She snapped. I was frozen with fear, I tried to speak but I couldn't; nothing would come out of my mouth except for a whimper.
"Answer me bitch!" She shouted slapping me across the face.
"I-I don't know!" I cried. She smirked an evil smirk as if she was enjoying my fear. Her hands reached inside of the trunk grabbing me by the hair, she yanked me up making me hit my throbbing head off the top of the trunk.
"Ow!" I winced in pain. The throbbing in my head hurt more. She opened the trunk more grabbing me by the neck and pulling me out of the trunk; head first until I fell onto gravel.
"Get up now" she demanded. I laid on the cold hard gravel in pain not wanting to move. I sat up slowly, tears prickled my eyes threatening to fall. I steadied my knees on the ground and then used my hands to hoist me up, a shot of pain went threw my body making the tears that sat upon my eyes slide down my cheeks giving me a taste of salty water.
"Stop crying!" The women screamed, she kicked me to the ground again, she whipped out a knife and held it up to my neck. I sobbed loudly, I was weak and scared, I'm just a 17 year old girl!
