This is so clichè

3. Kidnapped in my Own House

Ring. Ring. Ring
I pick up my phone and throw it across my room. I don't know if that was my alarm or if I was just getting notifications. Hopefully my phone didn't break. I rolled out of my bed...literally. Very attractive. Note the sarcasm. I stood up and grabbed my phone and looked at it. Let me tell you, it definitely wasn't my alarm. I had many notifications from: Instagram, Snapchat, Twitter, messaging, and even Facebook! Who uses that?! I haven't used Facebook in almost 3 years! I started with Instagram. I had a shit load of dms saying shit about Luke cheating on me with Gigi. I got tagged in a few picture that showed Luke and Gigi kissing and shit. It looked more photoshopped than real. Therefore I decided to ignore it. As well as Twitter, and Facebook. However, Snapchat and messaging that's a different story. I got many personal snaps of them kissing. Which couldn't be fake. I also saw many stories of them doing stuff. This was at a social event, a party I assume. I then went on messaging. I had multiple, but only one stuck out to me. It read- " babygirl I'm so sorry it was a mistake let me explain myself don't believe what you saw! You know I wouldn't do that to you you know I love you forever and always you know I'd never intentionally hurt you baby please let me explain." Then there were multiple texts afterwards.
"Princess"
"Babygirl"
"Baby"
"Answer"
"Cutie answer!"
"If you don't answer I'm coming over"
I rolled my eyes. So it is all true. I went to my contacts and tapped on the one that read- "my everything ❤️❤️"
I changed the name to- "lyin' ass son of a bitch"
I look out my window and I see his car pulling into my driveway. I sprint down the stairs and lock every door to the outside world. He starts banging on the door.
"Baby girl, let me in. I know you're there."

I rolled my eyes, what does he think im going to do, let him in? Haha very funny, Luke.

"Come on babygirl, let me in. I need to explain. Its not what it looks like, I promise you that! You know me better than this, you know I would never intentionally hurt you, EVER!" Luke explained as he pounded on my front door.

"Verrryyy funny, Lucas because I recall seeing you making out with Gigi on snapchat, which obviously was not fake, so if you can explain yourself sure go right ahead." I said without opening the door.

There is no reply, then I hear the door slowly being unlocked, thats when I realized he knows where the spare key is.

"shit!" I mumbled to myself and run up the stairs and hide in a little hidden, cubby closet.

I hear footsteps coming up the stairs.

"Skylar bear come out come out wherever you are." he laughed menacingly, "aha! gotcha you little slut!" he yelled.

I heard something break, he hadnt found me. In fact, it sounded as if he was getting farther away from me. I suddenly let out a breath which I hadnt known I had been holding. There's one thing that few people know about Luke, underneath that goody-pretty boy act, there's a whole different person. A man I had only seen once, it wasnt towards me, but I knew it was there after what I had witnessed a few years ago. I hadnt seen that side of Luke since then but he did have his outbursts every once in awhile, those were scary by their self.  After what I had witnessed a few years back, I was terrified of Luke, but he had promised me he would never hurt me. Which was a lie. Some of his outbursts had been on me, and he had hurt me, physically and verbally. Which is why I am so scared right now.

I now saw footsteps out of the little crack on the door and I gasped suddenly.

"There you are you little bitch." he said deeply and slowly opened the cubby door.

I tried to squirm as deep into the closet as I could, knowing it was not very big I didnt get very far, but I still tried. I pushed, and pushed back against the wall as if the closet was going to magically expand. Luke eventually grabbed me by the arm and yanked me up off the floor and threw me into the guest bedroom.