Part 7 Back to Cassie's POV
I woke up with a start. Lydia. Oh my god. I started to cry as memories I had spent so many years forgetting came flooding back.
"Oh my god. How could I have been so stupid?!" I said.
FLASHBACK TIME
"Lydia wait for me!" I call to my sister.
She laughed, "Come on! We have to get home or dad will be mad!"
We were both 10. We had to walk home from school because our house was too close to it for the busses to take us.
Lydia was my twin sister although she had our mom's blonde hair while I had dad's black. We were exactly alike and I didn't understand why most siblings
fought. Lydia and I never even argued.
"Come on! We're almost home" she called.
Just then, a white van pulled up beside us.
The doors slid open. "Grab them!" a man's voice called.
I couldn't run, I couldn't move because I was paralyzed by fear.
Someone hit against me against the head and I blacked out.
A while later I woke up. Chained to a bed.
"Lydia?" I whispered
"Cassie, what's going on?"
"No talking, ladies" a voice called from across the room.
"What are we doing here?!" Lydia yelled at him.
"I said no talking. That means shut up you little bitch."
"Ass" she muttered. I'd never heard my sister talk like that.
"What did you say?" he was walking towards us now.
"I CALLED YOU AN ASS YOU STUPID FUCK!" she yelled at him. Wow, I think I'm going to try this. It seems to be working. He's backing up to the door.
"Guys this chicks are different" the man said. The other guys burst through the door.
"How so?" one of them said.
"She isn't scared. Not at all". I looked over to Lydia. She looked back, smiled a little, and nodded.
"Hell no we're not scared!" she yelled.
I was.
"Maybe you aren't but your sister here is a different story." Another one said.
They're on to me. Gotta think fast.
"Why should she be scared? Scared of a bunch of lame asses?" Lydia yelled again. She'd always been more outgoing than me.
"Then why does she look like a deer in headlights?"
"N-n-no I d-d-don't" why couldn't I talk???
All of the men laughed. I closed my eyes.
"Well we're headin out today ladies. Patrick, unchain the black haired one. I think the blonde will take more re-enforcements."
I opened my eyes to see one of them coming toward me. He unchained me and I saw the rest fighting Lydia. I took my chance. He picked me up and I
punched him in the nose and kicked him where the sun don't shine.
He slumped to the floor and groaned. I ran as fast as I could. I could hear the man yelling. But I kept going until I found a door. I could see sunlight behind it. I
burst through it.
"HELP!!! HELP ME!!" I saw a young woman with blonde hair; she was pushing a baby stroller.
"Miss, you have to help me." I said breathlessly.
"What's wrong, sweetie?" she looked at me with eyes full of concern.
"We were walking home. There was a van! I woke up in that building. Oh god, Lydia!!!" I started to hyperventilate, and then I was unconscious.
Okay, so i probably wont upload this for a while! sorry guys...
i want to concentrate on my watty awards story and a few others....
