Chapter seven
Possible escape
He finally came back into the room, holding a plate. It's contents contained a sandwich and some potato chips. He also held a bottle of water. He set it down on the table then came and unstrapped my wrists. I was considering making a run for it since he didn't close the door but;
A. i was starving,
B. the chains on my ankles weren't very long,
C. If the burn on my stomach was bad, i couldn't imagine what else he had up his sleeve...
"Yeah, don't even think about it. you know I am faster than you and that burn, yeah, it's nothin' compared to what else i could do to you."
Wow. He is gooooooood.
I nodded and as e have me the plate, I was already grabbing the bag of chips. I ate it really fast and when I was done, almost as if it were on cue, Damien's phone rang.
"What?! Well I'm surprised your calling me since you obviously hate my guts. Uhu. uhu. ok, I will be there soon." he said, gaps in between his sentences.
"If you don't mind me asking, uh, was that mom?" I asked cautiously.
"Mhm. I have to go talk to some cops. they better not figure out it was me, you should know if you don't already that this is revenge, so I honestly won't hesitate to blow your brains out.
...And your mom's
...First."
"Why would you do that? I thought I was your cupcake, pumpkin, not your hostage." I told him, completely freaked out by his threat.
"If you haven't noticed already, i have snapped." he said calmly.
He walked out of the room, not locking me down but I did hear the click of the lock. I sat back, hitting my head on the concrete wall.
"Ow." I whispered, rubbing my head. my left pocket was irritating me, so I reached my hand into it.
"Oh my god!" I was never so excited to see this.
My phone!
The battery was at 21%, just enough to make a phone call, but to who? I can't call the cops right now, or my mom. II'm pretty sure he has a fun on him, I really don't want to take that risk.
I looked at the time and date and was really shocked by what I saw.
"Ok, so I have been here two and half days and my mom is just now noticing I'm missing?" I thought out loud. i decided to wait until Damien (yeah, I am soooo not calling him dad anymore.) was in the house, I was unchained, and I could easily use my phone.
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kidnapped...by my Dad
Teen Fiction17 year old Nova Carlisle Has been kidnapped, but not by a stranger, no, by her own father! he seemed so kind and loving before, but now he is a psychopath! what the hell happened to Damien, no one but he knows. Will Damien be so cruel as to even ki...