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Chapter 10

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Early update!
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Breanne's pov:

I woke up feeling like shit. I looked around me and I was in a basement. Where the hell am I? The last thing I remember is the doctor telling me I should sign some papers and then I could go home. But then I fell asleep while I was waiting for Seth to come and pick me up. Then while I was sleeping..................someone drugged me. SHIT SOMEONE DRUGGED ME!!

Was it a doctor? Well no why would a doctor want to drug me? You know what, right now let me figure out a way to get out of this stupid chair.

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I've been trying for hours on ways to get out of this stupid chair, but it is way to strong. Maybe the person that took me is someone that I fought before and they just want revenge. What? How would they even know I was in the hospital? My thoughts were cut off when some idiot walked through the door.

"Uh, I see you're awake." SHIT that voice is too familiar. "How was your stay with the boys? Did one of them do the deed? I knew you were just a whore." Who is that? I've heard that voice a lot before, but I still don't know who that is. This person is going to make me go crazy!

"You're little boyfriends won't find you here so don't worry about them." This person said. "While you were away, I was making a few deals. So when I'm done with you, you are going to go to a gang leader to be his slave. No objections. Got that?" I still can't figure out who this is. Maybe he went to my school. No he sounds too old.

WHAT THE FUCK!!! It can't be him. I started crying when I finally realized who I was with. I can't believe he actually took me. My thoughts were cut off again when this asshole walked in.

"Why are you crying? You should save your tears for later, when you actually have a reason to cry." After ten years of abuse he still wants to abuse me, what an ass.

"That's nice. You know I always thought you were finally going to change and be the person you were before he died but I guess some people are just assholes forever." I said back to him.

"What did you just call me?"

"Oh you want me to spell it out for you? It's A-S-S-H-O-L-E, got that?" I replied.

"I'm not putting up with this shit." Is what he said before he picked up his phone and called someone. "Hey I'm not waiting, bring the stuff in.......... I don't care if she could die........... so?.........fine but we start first thing tomorrow morning..............bye." and he ended the call.

"Can I use the toilet please?" I asked him slightly annoyed because I am hungry.

"Sure I will send someone in to take you." He replied while rubbing his forehead. What the hell is going on? Is he changing his ways. My dad would have never said yes.

"Who are you and what have you done with my dad?" I asked him.

"Well I am your father's twin brother and your father is inside a cupboard getting eaten alive by ants." He said sarcastically. No seriously what the HELL happened to him. My dad would never joke around and be sarcastic.

"Hey umm, can I ask you a serious question?" I asked nervously.

"Yeah."

"Why did you start the abuse and the drinking and making deals with gangs and stuff?"

"Well maybe if you think back hard enough you can figure out why." He said with a look of disgust on his face.

He walked out of the room without saying anything else and about a minute or two later another young looking guy walked in.

"Please stand up so I can take you to the toilet." He stated nervously.

"Yeah sure. What's your name?" I asked him.

"Zayn. You?" He replied.

"Breanne. How old are you?" I asked him after answering his other question.

"19, why?" He answered me.

"Just asking. How did you end up working for my dad. Aren't you a bit to young to be in a sort of 'gang'?"I was actually shocked that my dad would ask such a young person to join his gang.

"I decided to join because I needed the money to help my family." He said with a cold expression on his face.

"Well if you had the money would you be in the gang?" I keep on letting my curiosity get the best of me. He must think I am weird because I keep on asking him questions.

"Well, I have enough money to last the fam a few years, but when I tried to quite the boss threatened to kill my family. So I have to stay in the gang." I feel so sorry for him. I want to kill that mother fucking asshole.

"Okay, do you want to make a deal with me?" He replied me with a nod. "Okay, so if you help me escape this place I will help you get out of the gang. I can devise a plan for us and I can tell you when I make up my mind on what we are going to do." I said while smiling.

"You would really do that for me?" He asked as if he could not believe it.

"Of course I would your my friend are you not, and plus what type of person would I be if I didn't help you?". We ended the conversation there and he lead me to the toilet.

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I fell asleep when I got back from the toilet and I was having the best dream of something that happened a long time ago

Dream:

"Can we go to the park, Cameron?" I asked my brother after we had come home from school.

"Yeah sure let me get a bag quickly then we can go sis." He replied me with a smile. We were so close at the time and we did almost everything together.

We walked to the park and now I was sitting on the swing waiting for him to come. He came and we started swinging, then we decided to have a competition to see who could swing the highest.

"I am winning!" I shouted at the top of my lungs.

"Okay fine you won. Now let's go get ice cream." he said to me.

We got our ice cream and we were sitting watching butterflies pass by. I remember that day because a butterfly came and sat on the tip of my nlose.

"I want to fly!" I complained to Cameron.

"Okay fine." He said, then he picked me up and told me to hold out my hands like a bird and he ran while holding me in his arms, and I swear for a second it felt like I was truly flying.

End of dream.

I woke up crying that night. After that I didn't go back to sleep because I knew I was going to have a bad dream. It's just how they work, you have the best dream you could ask for then when you go back to sleep, you have the shittiest dream you could think of.