Behind Closed Doors •G.D•

8.

Skylar's POV

It looks like my plan to get on there good side isn't working. I'm just getting my feelings hurt in the process. I need to find out where I am and try to get out of this place.

I know it seems like I wanna sleep with them but no. I mean don't get me wrong, they're hot as fuck but I had a life before this. I miss my mom, dad and my baby sister.

I had so much going for me and they took it away. I would never fall for them, all they are, are fuckboys. I deserve way better then my kidnapers, like come on.

I'm just trying to get on their good side so maybe they will allow me alittle freedom and then I can leave and go back home.

I couldn't be that far from home, I wasn't knocked out that long.

I changed into shorts and a crop top and walked to my door. I unlocked it and peaked out. Ethan's door is still shut probably cause he's gonna have a serious hangover.

I looked at Grayson's door and it was shut too. Dumbass probably fell asleep.

I tip toed down the hall and down the stairs. I have no clue how I'm gonna figure out where I am. I got downstairs and I started to think. Maybe, just maybe they have some type of secret office somewhere.

I didn't see anything up here so the only place it could be is downstairs. Which is where they held me captive. I walked through the kitchen and into the garage. I walked over to the door and contemplated whether or not if I should go back down there.

Well I'm desperate to get out of here so I guess I don't have a choice. I open the door slowly so it wouldn't creak. I walked down the large section of stairs.

I got to the bottom and I started walking. All I saw were cells. As I kept walking I came across the room they kept me in. I cringed not wanting to go back in there.

I quickened my pace so I can get what I need and get out of here. As I kept walking down the hall I came across a door that said office. I looked at it and hoped to god that it's not locked.

I brought my hand to the knob and I tried turning it but it wouldn't move.

Fuck where the fuck would they keep the keys. I kept walking and found a janitors closet. I walked in and looked around. I pulled the string making the light come on. The only thing that was in there were shelves and cleaning supplies.

I looked around a little harder and noticed a crack in the wall. There was a twinkle from the light reflecting off of it.

I walked over and looked in. I reached in and pulled out a key. I hope this is for the office. I quickly ran back to the office and put the key in the lock.

I turned it and heard a click. I smiled knowing I out smarted them. I opened the door and flipped the switch.

The light turned on revealing everything. There was a bulletin board with pictures of girls. It was shaped in a pyramid and all the girls had a red X over them. I watched as the X's lead up to the top of the pyramid.

My picture was at the top of the pyramid, the only picture that didn't have an X over it. My stomach turned and I felt sick. What happened to the other girls? Were they using the other girls to get to me?

I have so many questions but I got to keep looking. I need to get out of here before they do something to me.

I looked at the pictures and they had the girls information right beside them. I looked at mine and it said that I was 16 and I lived in California with my mom, dad, and sister. This was a year ago cause I'm 17.

It stated I'm 5'2 and have brown hair with green eyes. I examined the picture. I remember that day like it was yesterday. I posted that picture on Instagram.

I was standing outside the mall with bags of clothes and I was cheekily smiling with the bags in the air.

It was my 16th birthday and I went out shopping with my friends. They took that photo when I was messing around in the parking lot, expressing my love for my new clothes, to the world.

How did they find me? I looked at the desk and saw files laying there wide open.

I walked over and looked at the file. There was numerous of photos of me and the file had they're plans of kidnapping me.

It said that they had to drive to Cali, knock me out and bring me back to PENNSYLVANIA!!

IM IN FUCKING PENNSYLVANIA!!!

Im the whole way across the world. Oh my fucking god how am I gonna get home!?

I thought that we were still in Cali but no, I'm across the fucking world. There's no way I can get home now. I don't have any money or a cell phone. I have no way to get home.

I need to get out of here cause I don't know what they're capable of and I don't think I wanna find out.

I moved my file and saw two more files. I opened them and it had all the information about them.

There names are Ethan and Grayson Dolan. They are 19 years old and are from New Jersey. They lost their mom, dad, and sister in a house fire when they were 16.

Oh my god that's terrible. I can't even imagine losing my family. That's probably why they're doing this.

It says they've been in jail for drugs and vandalism. Wow so they're like bad boys that are broken cause of there past.

No wonder they're fuckboys.

They would of had so much going for them but after their family passed they took the wrong path and got caught in the wrong crowd.

They were the number one athletes in their school and they had numerous colleges wanting them. They were straight A students too.

They had so much going for them. There just broken and scared. They just need someone to fix them.

I closed the files and put them back the way they were and I left locking the room and putting the key back in the wall.

I walked up the stairs and into the garage, I closed the door and walked into the kitchen. I stopped and listened. I here absolutely nothing so I'm guessing they're still asleep.

I walked over to the fridge and got out the ingredients to make pancakes and bacon.

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I finished cooking and sat out everything on the table. I wasn't that hungry cause of the stuff I just saw.

I cleaned up the kitchen and walked upstairs. I heard moaning coming from Ethan's room.

I rolled my eyes and mentally puked. Disgusting. I walked into my room and locked the door. I walked to the bathroom and got into the shower.

Maybe a hot shower will make me relax. I stood under the hot water, and let all the stress and hurt wash down the drain.

An hour passed by and it only felt like 10 minutes. It was so relaxing. I got out and put on some shorts and a shirt.

I through my hair into a messy bun and flopped on my bed. Life is really boring without a phone. I can't do anything. As I'm laying on my bed I watch my ceiling fan spin and I start to think will I ever get out of here? Will I ever see my family again? Why Pennsylvania?

Before I knew it I started to doze.

The last thing on my mind while falling asleep is why?....