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CHAPTER 12

"Explain." Leonardo said

"I- I- umm- I- maybe my mom got scared and called in an amber alert." I stuttered as I felt like I was going to pass out.

"You told your mom you were at a friends house though. DIDNT YOU?!" Leo bellowed at me getting closer and closer to me as well.

"Um yes I think I did." I managed to say

"I have a feeling your lying to me."

"No, no, no I would never."

"You told your mom you were here didn't you."

I stayed silent

"DIDNT YOU?!" Leo screamed directly into my face.

"I- I- I-" I stuttered not being able to get a word out of my mouth.

"I KNEW IT!" Leo screeched.

I was being lifted in the air by this man and violently thrown to the floor with such force.

My head began to pound. My right shoulder feels like it had been hit by a bus.

I'm trying to get up but my right arm was of no use. I don't know what's going on. My head hurts so bad.

Leonardo leaps off the bed and pulls me up. Why is this man so bipolar?

I slowly moved my head to look at my shoulder and It's definitely not where it should be. It's dislocated. Great. Just great.

I use my left arm to rub my head to see if there's any new bumps. I don't feel anything wrong. Wait no. What is this?

I feel some type of metal stuck the back of my head. How hard did I fall? What is this lodged in my head now?!

"Leo, will you do me a favor and get this thing out of my head." I ask him because I can't use both of my hands to reach it out.

"Sure thing." He said with a really creepy smile across his face.

He walked behind me to the back of my head. One of his hands held my head from moving and the other hand yanked on the unknown object.

This hurts almost more than the glass incident the other day.

I can feel the object is no longer in my head because some relief comes to the pain in my head but the pounding doesn't end.

"Here's what I got out of your head."

He opened his palm covered in blood. Is that my blood? The thought makes me shutter.

His opened palm reveals a large screw. A large screw what screwed into my head. Could my stay here get any better?

Leonardo walks towards me. What does he want now?? He puts both of his large hands on my dislocated shoulder. With one quick yank he puts in back in place. I heard a crack while he did this in my shoulder. I don't think he's a certified doctor.

My shoulder feels even worse than it did before.

Leonardo leaves the kitchen and brings back some rope and gauze. Am I about to be tied up again?

The answer to that question is no. Leo wraps the gauze around my entire arm and up my shoulder. He takes the rope and loops it around my arm and shoulder making a sling type contraption. My arm is now rested in a 90 degree angle.

I can't move my arm. This is just great.

"I'll decide your punishment later for disobeying me." Leonardo says.

Is this not punishment enough? I have a jacked up shoulder and I had a screw in my head. How much worse could this get? And I don't really want to find out.

I sit back down carefully on the bed and watch some more tv. I flip through the channels and find one of my favorites, Dancing with the Stars.

I love watching celebrities dance with other celebrities.

"I'm going to go buy some more gauze and bandages since I used my last ones on you. You never know when you might hurt yourself again." Leo said with another one of his creepy smiles.

"Okay."

"Don't go anywhere."

"I won't."

Leo heads to the door and exits the house.

I think I'm going to go visit john again.

I get up off the bed and head to the empty room.

"Hey john!"

"Hey!" He says with his small squeaky voice. "What happened to your arm?"

"Oh. I- umm- fell."

"That's not good." He responded

I turned around to shut the door behind me and when I did this I heard john gasp.

"What's wrong with your head?! Why is it bleeding??" He asked frantically

"Well when I fell I hit my head." I said as I rubbed my head which was still continuing to pound rapidly.

"That must have hurt." He said

"Yeah it hurt a whole lot."

"What's your favorite color?" John asked

Well that was random. I love that about him though. Because of his age he doesn't know what's going on in this horror house. All he wants to know is my favorite color.

"I like purple." I said with what seems like my first smile in a long time.

"Mine's blue."

"I like blue too."

"Cool. What your favorite animal?"

"Monkeys. Definitely monkeys."

"I like tigers."

"Tigers are cool too."

"Yep."

"Well what's your favorite food?" I ask because that's what I know best

"I love chicken nuggets. But I haven't had them in while because the only thing my dad gives me in here is soup."

"Nuggets are one of my favorites too! I'll try and sneak you some soon."

Johns face looks up at me and he smiles but that smile immediately turns into a frown as his entire face goes pale.

I turn around and see Leonardo behind me with that dreaded shovel.

I didn't even hear him come in the house.

I here John's screams. I can't even let out a scream of my own before I blackout.

***

I rub my eyes as I slowly wake up. My head hurts even worse now if that's possible.

I'm on the floor.

I'm not in my usual room.

Where am I?

As I look around all I see is gray walls and a single bed. The walls are scratched up all around me.

I see someone asleep on the bed in front of me. She looks like she doesn't have any hair though.

In the corner is john. He's laying down in a corner asleep. Or is he asleep? ....