I wake up with an aching,
pain in my neck, on a cold hard dirty floor that smells like shit. Why am I always waking up in the worst way possible, I don't fucking know. Where am I. I panic remembering everything thing that happened yesterday or just now I don't know, cause they was no light coming in. I looked around my surroundings. The place was like a little cage, they were bars keeping me in, they were no Windows so I didn't know if it was day or night. Where is JON. I sit up so fast, that I started to get a major painful headache, and my head started to spin.I stand up forgetting about my headache. I started to pace the room, back and forward. Where is JON, where did they take him, is anything wrong with him, . Please Please please let him be ok. I stop thinking about the worst possible thing they could be doing to him. God please no, I cried dropping myself to the floor, and cry.
I raised my head up, as I heard someone entering the cage or room, whatever it is. It was a man but that wasn't same two guys that kidnapped us.
This guy had, light grey eyes with a hint of blue hiding in them. He had tan skin with should length hair, that was hiding his face a little. He was wearing a light blue jeans, with a white top that was showing all of his muscles. I would be dumb to say that he's ugly. I stand up and run closer to him.
"Where is my son" I screamed shaking the bar. He looked up at me not saying anything. Can he not not hear me or is he dumb or something.
"Do you not hear me" I screamed shaking the bar, that my hands start hurting. He still didn't speak just looked at me, like if he can't believe his eyes. What I know l looked like a mess, there's still grass and leaves in my hair from the woods, so maybe that's why he's looking at me like that. The next thing I know my hands was connected to his face.
"Where is my son" I screamed louder this time, my anger was growing by looking the second, cause he wouldn't tell me where my son is. I looked up at him again his eyes as grown darker, not the grey color it was a second ago. Just like the other guys from last night, weird.
"Please please tell me where my son is" I cried falling on the crying was the second time this day. I will not show him that I'm weak, I will not. I slowly get up from the floor, holding my ground.
"Tell me where my fucking son is" I ordered walking back to him, looking at him with so much hate and anger in my eyes. I have to find my son.
"I don't know miss" he finally speak, looking at me with pain in his eyes. Like if knows my pain. No one knows my pain, no one knows how it feels to be judged and abused, I just want my son.
"You don't fucking know, you don't fucking know" I snapped, I lunged at him, managing to slap him across the face, he grown silenced, and open the door of the cage, I take that time to try to run. I was close to getting out of the cage but he gripped my wrist, pinning them at my side.
He growled in my face. He fucking just know growled in my face. I looked up at him, just can't believe that he fucking growled at me, like a fucking dog.
"I will go and get the Alpha" he signed walking away. Alpha what's a alpha, there's seriously something wrong with whose people.
"And get my son too, you little Bitch" I yelled after him with a frown on my face. He turned again shaking his head and out the door he went.

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My Melanin luna
Kurt AdamJoy was your normal teenage girl. But everything changed on her sixteenth birthday. Trouble mind and a baby on the way.The father no where to be saw and judgement people,life can not get any better for a black women four years of being mist...