Kidnapped

Thinking Crazy

Chloe's Pov

I stared at the test. "Positive." I said it to myself. Justin walked up behind me, and read it. "Yay! We have a winner!" I felt kind of sick. I didn't want a baby, at all I wanted to cry, but I didn't want him to see me cry. No, actually. I wanted to leave. I had to find a way out of here. 

NEXT MORNING

I woke up earlier this morning. I wanted to escape. An hour after the man left for work I went to open the door. It wouldn't open no key. The door had glass windows. I ran to the kitchen, got a chair, and threw it at the glass in the door. It smashed to pieces. There was a tight squeeze, but I got through. I walked outside, and regretted it immediately. The man was walking towards me, anger in his eyes "What's this!" He scream whispered. I just froze. He ran over to me, and picked me up. He basically threw me onto the floor in the kitchen. It hurt a lot. He punched me multiple times, and kicked me a lot. I remember screaming then my head hurting a lot. Nex thing I knew I was in a dream.

***In Dream***

Elizabeth was there, we were having fun, there was a baby, we were playing with it. Mom was there. She was with Richard, our step-dad. 

**Outta Dream***

I woke up, and was on the bed. I had bruises forming on me. He walked in, and slapped me on the face. "Do you know why you got into an accident?" "Ugh." I couldn't even say anything. "You tried to escape? I said I loved you? What's your problem?" I just stayed quiet. "No answer?" He slapped me again. "I don't want to have to hurt you again, so until I can trust you, you're in the basement while I'm gone, and I'm taking the month off for personal reasons." I barely moved, I hurt. "Our baby." That was all that I could say. He lifted up my shirt, and kissed my stomach. I had to get back on his good side. I moved his lips toward me, and kissed him, he smiled. I hated this.