Sadie & Who?

10 ~ Family

3 months. I've been here for 3 months. I'm surprised I haven't gone completely crazy yet. I've realized that me getting raped boosted up my confidence. I'm not afraid to say no to little decisions, or fight to protect myself. Robert probably thinks that bringing me here would rip me apart but it's done the complete opposite. My life back at home wasn't all that great. Although my dad was absolutely amazing, obviously nothing good comes out of being the nicest person you can be. He worked in the army and one day wasn't so lucky. He got shot multiple times and my family and I found out a year after it happened. I immediately balled my eyes out right when I heard the words: dad, &, dead. I didn't go to school the rest of the year and the next year my grades totally plummeted. I was so upset because I lost my best friend and my grades were so low that I honestly didn't think I was going to get accepted into Benjamin Rush High School. That happened in 7th grade. My sister is not exactly a typical sister you'd expect. I can't even explain how mean she is. My mom and I think she has anger problems and she's been in therapy a few times but never finished it because she was old enough to make her own decisions. Occasionally, she'll abuse me. She'll beat me up for something that wasn't even my fault. She plays me and mom like 2 little puppets and plays mind games with us. She acts like we're stupid and forces my mom to do things she doesn't want to do. It's like she and my mom switched roles or something but my sister is just stricter and way meaner. Fortunately, I haven't interacted with my sister since 8th grade and that was 4 years ago. My mom is a mess. Since my dad died she's been drinking a lot more but she's not always drunk like Daisy's mom. She used to only go to the grocery story once every 6 months, actually she used to only go out every 6 months. She's only done that since my dad died though. Then, I had to do all the shopping and take care of the house most of the time, but she helped, unlike my sister. So before I got kidnapped my only real happy place was my grandparents house. My grandparents are the best and I probably miss them the most. I visited them everyday before and after my dad died and they used to take care of me, more than my own mom did. Other than my grandparents there was nothing really in this world for me to live for. I'm sure my mom is just drinking a beer on the couch right now while my sister screams at her and my grandparents are out looking for me. I wish the best for my mom and I hope my grandparents are figuring out a way to get me, Ozzy, and Daisy out of here.

I've trained so much the past 2 months that I think my heart might explode the next time I pick up a weight. Daisy's back at her station, alone but sometimes me and Ozzy train with her. Now my family is Daisy, Ozzy, and Lance. I know that Lance died but he's still considered family in my heart and in Ozzys. They were best friends so when Ozzy found out that Lance died he totally broke.

Me and Ozzys relationship has gotten a lot stronger. We're not dating or anything like that but we're a lot closer. Sadly, we've only shared one kiss that I made the first move on, but other than that we're happy.

Robert blew his whistle and I didn't feel like waking up because I had worked so hard the day before, but I did. I jumped up and Ozzy flinched because of how fast I got off the bed. I chucked and he smiled at me, while rubbing his eyes. "Alright lets go!" I exclaimed motioning my hand towards the door. "Okay, okay. Gimme a second you went to fast, my whole life just flashed before my eyes." I laughed once more and waited for him to wake up.

Ozzys leg was a lot better, he could run and lift weights but for some reason he has some trouble jumping. I mean he has trouble with everything but mostly jumping.

He got up and shook his hair as we walked out the door to go outside. I jumped in the net and kicked the ball for the first 10 minutes just to get me warmed up. Then I got off and we jogged together. After that we took our break and drank some water. I don't know why but I brought up my past life with my family and told him everything. He then told me his. "My mom was a sweetheart. She loved everybody. Right when she would walk in room everybody would smile. She was absolutely the most caring person I knew. Unfortunately, the year before I got kidnapped she passed away from breast cancer. My dad was gone, he lived all the way across the world so he was no help. It was just me and my sister living in a house alone. We both got part time jobs and payed off the bills until, I ended up here." He had a sad look on his face and I rubbed his shoulder. "That's so sad, I'm sorry you had to go through that." He smirked up at me. "It's okay, you had it worse." I gulped and took another sip of my water. "What do ya say , some more jogging?" I grabbed his hand and we jogged.