48 hours.

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Paige pov

I knew I shouldn't have done it. I'm so stupid. I was just worried about mom. Mr. Sean told me she was hurt, and that he was gonna drive me to the hospital. I can't believe I actually listened to him.
I should've texted her. Made sure it was fine. Then I wouldn't be in this mess. I glared at Sean.
"Yo. Why are you doing this?" I snapped at him.
"Because, it's fun. Your mom will be running around looking for you. I lied to her though. I'm not gonna kill you if she doesn't find us. I'll just cut little parts of you off and take a picture and send it to her." He cackled.
I scooter away from him. It didn't work. I was tied to the wall.
"Oh little Paige... don't you know? I own you. I could kill you if I wanted to. So don't make me want to. Don't tempt me. Cause you will not like the result that comes out of it."
I took this chance to really look at this scum bag. He would be a good match for my mom, yanno, if he wasn't completely nuts.
He had green eyes, dirty blonde hair, but it was kinda brown too, and plump lips. He was cute enough... for my mother.
"Just let me go." I tried being nice, but I'm just not nice to psychopaths.
"Come on! Don't you want to play the game?" He smiled.
In his hand, he held a knife, so as much as it killed me, I nodded my head, and stayed silent.