Chapter Five

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My eyes got big and wide after hearing what Wilson said, I mean he was smirking too and smirking never leads to anything good. "Come with me, Wayne." He commanded. I got up and followed him to the back. He opened a skinny door that lead to a staircase. I was petrified of basements to be honest. The staircase was old and noisy. It smelled musty down there, bit I continued to follow him. We finally got to the bottom of the staircase and he turned on the lights. The basement wasn't as and with the lights on but it still needed work done to it. "This is where you will be. You do not come up until told otherwise, do you understand?" He asked firmly. I nodded my head yes again. "You could have it really good here or really bad, the choice is yours." He said as he left the basement. What the hell did he mean by that, I was honestly scared. What if my parents find out, they will eventually. This was weird. I got off the couch and tried looking for a way to escape. The windows were way too high for me to climb. Wait, what if I stack some things. I got some. Boxes and stacked them up by the window. I have to be very quiet. I got up on the windowsill, and pushed the window. That didn't work very well. Then I pulled on the window. That worked a little too well. I fell off the windowsill and fell onto the ground. "Ahhhhhhh!" I screamed. Shit! What if Wilson heard me, hes gonna kill me, especially if he sees the window open. Oh god, I'm gonna die a virgin. "Nick, go check on the kid!" I heard Wilson yell. Fuck, I had to act quick, I got up and closed the window enough so he wouldn't notice. "What happened down here?" Nick asked me. "I got up from the couch and I.. I slipped." I lied. He crossed his arms and stared at me. "Okay." He said. Honestly it sounded sarcastic, I don't think he believed me. Nick went back upstairs and shut the door. I heard them mumbling to each other but I couldn't make out what they were saying. I waited a little while and then I went back to the window. I climbed the boxes and climbed through the window. Holy fuck that was easy as hell, or so I thought...

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