Survivor

Chapter 15 - His Showpiece

I am so sorry for how long it took me to update! Two chapters isn't enough to make it up to y'all.

I am sorry for breaking yet another promise.

I had a toothache for 4 days straight, still have it. So all I have been doing is studying for exams and sleeping.

Tomorrow is the last day of school so I will be updating like a mofo since I won't have anything to do but hang out with my boyfriends, <.<, >.>.

The toothache however is not very happy. My mom finally made me an appointment.. I have to get a root canal. My aunt has been making fun of me in a way. She keeps how much it's going to hurt and it's kind of freaking me out and making me anxious.

I really do feel bad for taking 2 months to update.

Anyway, I know 2 broken promises is unforgivable but I hope y'all can forgive me.

On another note, I have no idea if anyone is liking this book since no one is giving me any imput. Seriously, I only have one person voting and commenting on my chapters. I'm not really encouraged to write because of it..

~Lynne

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    It's been a week since we had Mr. Whitley for a dance teacher and I was getting sent up to my room again. I know why he didn't hit me in the face, the bruises are still on my stomach and side, very there.

    When I got to my room I saw a dress on my bed, it had a note attached to it but I didn't bother reading it, for I knew what it already said. I hopped into the shower immediately remembering that I was his 'date' to dinner.

    Coming out of the bathroom with undergarments on I stood in front of the dress, staring at it.

    Of course he would want me to wear a slutty thing like that to dinner but me thinking that it was an important business partner I thought to wear something decent and sophisticated.

    It was really cute and if I wasn't kidnapped I would have worn it. It was made of black black lace with black cloth under it so it wasn't see through, with full length sleeves.

    There was black heals sitting on the floor underneath it.

    If only he wouldn't beat me, I'd give him a piece of my mind. Huffing, I put the thing on, put half of my hair up, and put the shoes on.

    With that being done I walk downstairs and find Artemis waiting by the door.

    As soon as I get down there the doorbell rang. I didn't even know there was one there but thank God I don't have to talk to him.

    Edna opened the door to reveal a tall, well built man. He looked just like a human, I would call him a human if I wasn't told otherwise. He's about 6'4", black hair, and black eyes.

    He walked in with a smile on his face, that was almost completely fake, out from behind him came his son. He is almost an exact replica of his father but 4 inches shorter and smaller build but not by much. I'd say he's about 18, depending by that smirk, he's a manwhore.

    The third and last person to come in before Edna shut the door was the daughter. Cute little thing, brown hair, black eyes, about 5'9". Are black eyes an alien thing? Because really, all of them have them. It's easy to mistake them as a really dark brown but meh.

    "Hello Vordav."

    "Hello Artemis, Miss.." They did a man shake thing then Vordav and nodded at me, hanging the Miss in the air.