Becca's POV *1 month later*
I sit in the room with Jenna and Haley, Haley is chained to a pole in the wall because she wasn't being good and she punched John. It was a bad day for us all. She now has a busted lip and her cheek is bruised. She has other bruises all over her. I'm the skinniest here because he feeds me the least amount off food. It is disgusting how skinny I am. I was skinny before, but it was average.
Anyways I am in the room walking around wanting to just disappear at the moment. I always want to be home so its not anything new. I wish I had the courage that Haley had, but I don't and I'm not strong enough. She almost got him too. Sometimes I wish I would've helped her, we could be out.
I hear the basement door unlock and then John comes into the small room were in with food. "Becca come with me." He says and I get the feeling that you get when you're called on by your teacher. Why me? For an instant I want him to say Jenna's name instead, but then I find it selfish. I slowly get up and go out of the room with him, he brings me up the stairs and into the living room. I see Taylor's baby girl in a jumper in the living room. She is a very pretty baby.
He brings me into the back yard and I look around, its kinda dark outside. Maybe the sun is coming up or going down. I never know the time anymore. He brings me into this small barn and it isn't like a barn at all. The outside really threw me off. It has a pile of blankets in the middle of the room and ropes and tape on the walls sitting on a shelf. "You will stay in here from now on, but if you scream keep in mind I know where you live. If you do get home from screaming you will be an orphan. You got that?" He says and I frown.
"Yes." I say looking down and he strokes my face.
"Good girl, now I'll be back later." He says and shuts the door, and I hear it lock. I sit on the pile of blankets and just think about my old life. It don't matter anymore. I have no future and I can't ever get home.
I lay down and try to relax, I fall asleep after a while and then I wake up to the squeaking of the door. It is dark and I can't see a thing. A blinding light shines at me and I cover my eyes. The light goes back off and I can hear John talking to me. "Hello sweetheart." He says, his voice in a slur. He's drunk. This is the worst kind of day. "Take off your clothes." He says and I am so scared and sad that I start shaking. The light turns back on after a minute then he pulls down my shorts, causing me to slide down. Then he is on top of me and pulling up my shirt.
"Please stop." I cry because he is hurting me, but he don't listen to me. He kisses me violently and touches me everywhere that you shouldn't be touched. My tears are uncontrollable. I want to scream for help, but nobody would listen.
When he is done violating me, he rolls off me and lays next to me. I instantly turn away from him. I wish he would just die. I've never hated someone so much. He has put me through so much pain and suffering. "You're mine." He says, "You belong to me now, you better stop being sad." He tells me. In an angered voice.
"I'm sorry." I say trying to stop crying so he don't hurt me.
He touches my hip sending chills up my spine, this nasty man is touching me. I wish my mom was here to help me. This is just something beyond her control I guess. I used to think she could fix everything, man, was I wrong.
Lila's POV (What a change) :)
The day that I lost my best friend is a day I will never forget. I am positive it was that man that kept following her, I didn't get that good of a look at him, but I surely seen his car and for some reason I remembered the first letter on the license plate. 'K' I told the police everything about that car. About how it had a dent on the right side back door and that there was rust on its tail gate.
I cannot imagine what Haley is going through and it hurts me to think that she may even be dead. She is a strong girl on the outside, but on the inside she was breaking. I just want her to come home. It has been months and her mom is blaming herself because Haley called her around the time that they believe she was taken. We found her phone at around the place that she called and it had a broken screen on it. They know someone took her. They think it is someone who knew her personally, but I am not sure about that. I knew a lot about her family and I've never seen that car before in my entire life, and everyday I look for that car on the streets but it is never there.
A/N
I know the ending was different. I wanted to do something so you knew about other peoples view other than the 4 girls and John. Well that is this chapter I guess aha. I might be stopping this book really soon.
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The Missing
Mystery / ThrillerTaylor Moore's life was far from perfect, she was 15 years old and she was raped. What will happen when one day her and her sister get snatched off the streets of their home town? Will the police find them in time? Or will they not make it out? Alo...