The Van

WHERES YOUR GIRL AT!?

What did I do to make this happen to me. Never in my life did I expect it to turn around and be completely different from what it was the day before. Why? Why is this happening... To me. I I worry about what lies ahead. What might come after me? Did I hurt someone? Did I hurt someone's feelings, what did I do?

I hear the boys arguing... Only whispers... Nothing I can completely understand but I hear some things. Michael and Ashton are just yelling at Luke because of the way he just treated me. I don't think Luke understands. I don't think he understands when he kidnaps girls what happens when their lives change and they don't know what to do.

I have someone coming up the stairs. I brace myself and hide under the covers as I hear footsteps coming closer and closer to the door. My heart stops it's like my body went completely numb and there's nothing that's keeping it going. I grab the sheets as I hear the knob start turning. The door makes a creaking sound as it opens completely.

I hear this loud yet faint voice come from the doorway, mumbling. Then all of a sudden Bam the door closes and nothing is Heard but the remainder of her breathing colliding together to make one harmonized breath.

My heart is completely stopped at this moment. I stay still as this is a big bad monster is going to kill me. That's what I thought of Luke. A big bad guy that kidnapped me and took me away from my life and was going to harm me.

"Isabelle it's OK it's me Michael." I heard a strong yet low voice call to me.

"Oh dear God, I thought that you were Luke I thought you were gonna hurt me."

"No sweetheart it's OK it's just me. I can't stand here for too long he's going to notice that I'm out, but let me tell you, looks going to act tough in front of you at first just to see How far he can go with you... but then, I promise he won't be this bad."

I don't answer him back.I just think about what Luke might actually be like when he's not acting like a dick. Maybe he's nice, maybe he's still a dick, who knows. I personally don't want to know, I just don't want anything to do with him. Maybe that's for the best.

Michael puts his hand on my shoulder and looks at me "Everything's gonna be OK you hear me?"

he says as he stares at me. I nodded my head in agreement not wanting to talk, I don't feel like talking, I don't feel like doing anything at most. He smiles, thinking that he did a great job making me feel better. Once he leaves the room, I fall back in the bed, and relax. Maybe it's not so bad. I close my eyes and begin to fall asleep, when I hear the front door open and hit the wall with the Bam! Then I'm awoken.

"HEY LUKE! WHERES YOUR GIRL AT!?"