At the age of 12 i was kidnapped.... and there somebody still after me all these years

At the age of 12 i was kidnapped.... and there somebody syill after me all theses years ch4

My dad pulled up in front of me.

"Sorry I'm late honey."

"It's okay dad." I looked at him and started laughing.

"What's so funny?" he smiled

"You have a kiss mark on your cheek and lipstick smear all over your lips. You saw Rachel again didn't you." He was turning pink.

"It okay to have a life you know dad."

"But I'm worried about you." He looked at me with a concerned face. We were almost home.

"I told her."

"Told who what?"

"I told Ms. Matthews about what happened when I was kidnapped." That changed the mood really quickly.

"I'll tell you when we get home." No one knew that I was keeping an eye on John. I found out a week ago that he died. I don't want to tell anyone that John took me because it would lead them to Mark and I don't want anything happing to him, because I still love him. I bet he has a girlfriend by now and he loves her.

"April sweet heart you don't have to tell me."

"But I want you to know the truth why I am this way."

"There's." I interrupted him

"I love you to dad." When we got home we were still quite. I sat down on the floor my back against the sofa. My dad sat in the chair across from me. We sat there in an odd silent's.

"The reason I'm tell anyone about what happen is that John is dead."

"Who is John?"

"The guy who kidnapped me." He was quite for a few seconds.

"How do you know that he is dead?"

"I have been keeping track on him. I didn't tell Ms. Matthew's his name. I don't want you to tell her. I just wanted to tell you the truth." I was crying now. There were tears rolling down his cheeks. He was nodding his head.

"John took me for sex." I couldn't look at him

"He had a wife name Joy. John would bring "clients" for me. About six months before I turned fourteen John got me a roommate named Alice. She couldn't deal with being kidnapped. On my fourteen birthdays Alice freaked and John slit her throat in front of me. I can still hear her screams and can still hear her say to me please don't let them do that to me and me saying I'm sorry I can't. I looked up at my dad he was crying harder.

"Life went on John never talked about it. On my 15 birthday Joy had a seizer. I tried to help her and and well she stopped breathing. She died." I was having trouble talking because I was crying so hard.

"Things were different after that. He stopped with the sex. So I sat in the bedroom for a couple of months. Then he got rid of me." At that point I wanted to be a little girl again. I got up and went to sit on my dad's lap like when I was a little girl.

Since I've been back my mom didn't act like she loves me anymore. The way she acted is like the whole being kidnapping and being raped was my fault. She looks at me with disgusts.

My mom wanted me to go to school so I wouldn't be in my room all the time. She just wants me out of the house. My mom made me take this test to see what grade I'll be in. I took the test and it piss off my mom because at 17 I was in a high college level. My parent's argued about sending me to college. My mom wanted m gone but my dad wanted me home.

So while everyone else was at school I was either at the beach, the park, or in the woods. Being around nature made me calm made me feel somewhat safe and feel more well I can't really describe it.

I decided to go for a run into the woods. When I run I feel free, like there nothing holding me back. I was running for a while it felt really good. I wasn't paying attention. I trip over a branch that was sticking out of the ground I tumble off the edge of a cliff. I landed on a tree branch that was sticking from the side of the cliff. Oh god I'm going to die. It all I could think about.

"Help." I yelled I knew there wasn't anyone there but I had to try.