Caged

♥Chapter 2 ♥

   I woke up, groggy from last night. I barely slept. Thoughts of this "Bone guy" kept creping in my thoughts. I'm pretty sure my grey eyes were bloodshot.  I wrapped the soft blanket around me. It was very cold in my cell.

   Looking in the box, I could see breakfast. It looked like eggs, toast, milk, and bacon. I took the tray, devouring the food. My lack of sleep turned me into a food monster.

   Another thing here, was that the food was always good. It nust didn't seem to make sense. Okay treatment, good food.What kind of kidnap was this? From what I here, this Bone person could have something to do with it.

   I stretched after eating. In less than five minutes, Luke had come to take me to the bathroom to freshen up. He didn't say anything, just remained quiet as ever.

"Is something wrong?" I asked.

"Yeah, everyone is just on edge today," Luke said.

"Why?"

"Bone.He's so close to finding us. We are just worried he might kill us because we took you from him."

    Wow, again with this Bone guy. Took Me from Him? All of this is just to crazy.

"Look, even though you guys kidnapped me, and took me from everything I know, I'm grateful."

   Luke looked at me in shock.

"Why?"

"I'm grateful because you haven't done anything to me.You three have never tried to do anything hurtful to me.What you have done isn't right, but I'm glad that you don't touch me or anything," I explained.

"Well, we're not those kund of guys. Plus, we don't want Bone to kill us," Luke joked.

"Who really is this guy? Why are people so scared of him?" I asked.

"Let's just say, he is one if the most important people in America."

"Will he hurt me?" I asked.

   That was honestly something I was scared of. I knew Bone would find me. It was just a gut feeling, or instinct.

"No, I swear on my life he won't. Trust me on that. Why we have done this, he will tell you.To tell you everything isn't our place. We wouldn't give you to him if he might hurt you, but you are his no matter what."

"Don't you think that's crazy? That I haven't met him, yet I somehow belong to him?" I asked.

"You'll understand soon," Luke said.

   I noticed we were standing outside the bathroom.I opened the door, about to step inside.

"I know, this sucks Mina, but you'll understand soon. Just know that by giving you to Bone, we aren't marching you to your doom.We are giving you a better life," Luke said, a small smile on his lips.

"Okay," I said.

   I closed the door, and inspected the girl staring back at me. The girl who "belonged" to someone.My brown hair had gotten so long, my grey eyes slightly red. My naturally tan skin had no blemishes. The fact that I, could beling to someone was crazy.

  It was madness! I wasn't an object! Something to be played with! Even if I was five feet, five inches I would never let anyone pick on me. I would never let someone own me!

   I jumped when I heard a knock on the door.

"Yes?" I asked.

"It's me, Luke.I just wanted to say that if you want to shower there's a fresh towel and clothes under the sink."

"Okay, thank you," I replied.

   I got the items from the sink, setting them on the sink counter.I stripped myself of my clothes, and hopped in the shower. I smiled when I saw the shampoo and conditioner.I had asked them awhile ago for the items, so I was glad they got them.

   I must have stayed in there awhile, because one one of the twins told me to hurry up.I got out and dried off. The clothes was a white dress, it was modest, stopping at the knee.I put it on, and finished up my routine.

   I opened the door, and screamed. There was blood on the wall. It looked fresh. I started shaking, blood terrified me. I looked out the hall, gasping when I saw the twins.Laying together, in their own pools of blood.

"Oh my god!" I cried.

  Who did this? Would they kill me to?! I felt like my heart would burts out of my chest. Was it Sawyer? Where was he? Could he have killed Luke and Lane? I step foreward, avoiding the blood.

  I started to feel lightheaded, but shook it off. I had to get out og here! Instead of going near the cells, I went the other way. There was a door at the end of the hallway. I opened it, it led to some stairs.I toom the stairs, cringing when the wood creaked.

    At the top if the stairs was another day, thankfully it was unlocked. I saw a living room. It was very modern, all black, white, and silver.I almost cried with relief as I saw a door.I raced to it. I don't care about anything exept leaving. I just want my life back. Please God, let me get my life back.

   Just as I reached the door, an animalistic growl sounded behing me.  I froze.What if it was some rabid dog? I didn't dare move a muscle.

'Turn around."

   I froze, a man's voice.I shivered at the power in it. Was this the day I died? I slowly turned around, until myback was on the door.
"Look at me," the voice said.

    I didn't want to, but I did. His voice compelled me to to. When I did, the most handsome, beautiful man stood before me.

   He was tall, at least six feet, maybe two inches? He was muscular, but not in a gross way. He had blue-black hair, with the most beautiful blue eyes. His straight nose, strong jaw, and full lips took the breath out of me.He was wearing a white shirt, with black pants and boots.

   I was scared of men, but he terrified me.He screamed power.He said one thing.

"Mine."