Chapter 16

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9:00A.M.

I roll awake and stare at the ceiling. I managed to sleep for a few hours but now my mind is awake and there is no option of sleep for me. My eyes focus on the wall allowing me to have sometime to think. What if Steven doesn't actually take me? What if they don't let me do anything? I need to do something about it. I look at where Steven was laying then get up. He's not there.

"Steven?" I whisper. I put my feet over the bed then stand up but my arm is held back. I look at my wrist but can't see anything without the lights. I feel for the lamp then turn it on. My wrist has hand cuffs attached to the head board. What the fuck? "Steven!" I scream and wait to hear something but nothing. Did they find us? Where is Steven? "Brody!"

"Yeah?" He asks opening the door as I pull on the cuffs trying to get them off.

"Help me get out of these." I say and he stands in the door way looking at me. "Help me get these off!"

"We can't let you go anywhere." Brody says. "You can hurt yourself."

"We have to go help my mom." I say.

"We called the police already" Steven says walking in. "I just drove past your house and police are surrounding the property. Don't worry, she is going to be fine."

"Brody, Steven, this is madness. Un cuff me right now!" I say trying to stay calm. "I swear god!"

"Calm down." Steven says as I pull on the cuffs.

"You fucking cuffed me to the bed while I was sleeping!" I scream.

"I'm sorry." Steven says and my gaze hardens.

"Don't." I say feeling tears rise up in my eyes. They both leave the room, giving me pity looks before they left and closed the doors. I look around as tears run down my face I whip them. I have to stay strong for my mom. I look around as I hear them turn the TV on downstairs. I open the drawers next to the bed looking for something to break the metal but there was nothing. "Shit."

I keep looking for anything that can help but found nothing. So I sit there looking at the blank TV in front of the bed for maybe a hour until the door opens. I whip the tears as I started to go deep in thought about my mom and look at Steven. He doesn't say anything but uses a remote next to the TV to turn it on.

"I don't want to..." I try to say but he looks at me.

"You need to see this." He says quietly and I look at the TV as he goes to a news channel.

"...they got her out of the house okay." A woman on the TV says. Video's of my mother getting carried out of our house on stretchers appears. There are people, cars, and ambulances surrounding my house. I feel a weight lifted off my shoulders and take a deep breath. "She has server injuries to her face and stomach but will be okay. She clams ten teenagers broke into her house as she was making dinner. They are still at large and there is no known suspects yet. They were wearing black hoodies and black jeans. They were seen in a black truck with tinted windows. If you see this truck, don't try to approach them. Call your local police station right away..." The TV got shut off and look at him.

"She is going..." He starts to say.

"You can un-cuff me now." I say looking at my wrist then at him. He fishes through his pocket then walks over to me.

"I'm sorry. I couldn't let you get hurt." I ignore him until I feel my arm go free.

"Thanks." I say bringing my arm back to my body and staring at him.

"I know your pissed off at me, but you have to understand I did this for you.." he says. "Everything is fine now..."

"My mom is in the hospital." I say giving him a straight look of pure hate. "She could have died!"

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