So It's been a about three hours since they kidnapped me, and I'm still sitting in a car. I'm not sure where they're taking me, but I wish it was home.
"Let's go sunshine"
"Don't call me that Trey. Take me home!"
"Allia, watch your mouth and get your stupid ass out of this car!" Trey yells, does he really think I will make it that easy for him?
"No, Trey why are you doing this?"
"Lets just go Allia!" He says this and grabs me pulling me towards some old house.
"Trey let go of me!" As I say this he tightens his grip on my arm and pulls me into the house.
"Shut the fuck up Allia!" He says this to me and puts his hand around my throat choking me.
"T-Tre-Tre" I can't breath, but he doesn't loosen his grip, he actually tightens it. I start zoning out, everything after this is a blur.
*About a week later*
It's been about a week since I was kidnapped, and I think I know why. My dad left when I was about four, then came back for me at 17 but my mom wasn't letting that happen, but now he's back. He had Trey kidnap me, and now apparently plans to take me back home with him. My dad isn't a bad man, but he's not a good man either. Remember I said Trey is a drug dealer? Well Trey works for my dad. I think my dad wants me to work for him, but I'm not sure. That's what he wanted when he came back for me last time.
"Allia, I missed you!" Someone says this, and I jump up getting distracted from my thoughts.
"Jason!?" What is he doing here?
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The Issue With Trust
Teen FictionThe issue with trust is that you are putting your everything into someone and hoping that they don't make you regret it, hoping that you don't one day catch that person doing something that would only happen in your worst nightmare. But sometimes, s...
