"You're going to regret that." He sneers. His blood dripping on my lip.
"COME OUT OF THE HOUSE! HANDS IN THE AIR!" Is yelled through a loudspeaker.
He pauses, staring me in the eye. "See you soon." He scoots down and kisses my collar bone, too hard, leaving a mark. My arms are tied together behind my back and my ankles tied as well. Leaving me defenseless against him.
I hear the front door open and loud heavy footsteps. Then a loud yell reciting Miranda Rights.
A female police officer runs upstairs into my room with a gun pointed. She quickly checks my room to make sure nobody else is there then runs to check me. She peels the duck tape off my mouth. My spilled tears leaking down my cheeks fully.
She untied my arms and legs afterward when my dad comes rushing up the stairs.
"Dad!" I cry. I rush to him; he embraces me in a warm hug.
"You're okay now. He's been arrested. You're okay. He can't hurt you anymore."
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She's Got Secrets
Teen FictionEva Kennedy you'd suspect, a normal girl. Seventeen, goes to high school with B average grades and a 3.8 GPA. She probably wears too many cardigans and drinks too much tea. Al while somehow managing to repel every guys around her. Pretty normal righ...
