Kidnapped with Cameron Dallas

Chapter 15

I turned around, hearing someone messing with the lock to the closet.

"Ugh, I hate this stupid lock." "I can't believe I'm still letting Hannah drag me around."

The lock clicked and the door swung open. I covered my eyes. But I was sitting in a shadow cast by Hannah's dad.

He held out his hand. "Let's get you cleaned up." "You're probably really hungry to."

I grabbed his hand and struggled to my feet. I stepped out of the closet and squinted as my eyes readjusted to being in the light. I stood patiently as my hands were tied and I walked slowly back to the shed.

I turned my head to look up at Hannah's dad. "Is Cameron ok?" I croaked.

Hannah's dad nodded. "He's ok." "Hannah's kinda mad at him, but he's ok." He shook his head. "I tried to tell you to just play along." He pulled his shirt collar down a little to reveal a large pink scar. "Trust me."

I stood back as he unlocked the door and opened it for me. I walked inside and looked around. "Is Cameron in the house?"

He nodded. "Hannah just took him inside." "She took your bottle of sparkling juice to." He gestured towards the kitchen counter.

I sighed as he untied my hands. "It's ok I guess." "I really just want to get a shower and some food."

Hannah's dad sucked in a breath. "Actually." He let it out. "About that." "She took all of your food?" He said shrugging. "She's still pretty mad at you."

I ran my fingers through my hair. "Of course." "She punishes me for even Cam's actions." I sighed. "It's ok." "I guess I can just wait until tomorrow morning." I looked at the money jar on the kitchen table. "At least she didn't take the money I had saved."

Hannah's dad nodded as he walked out of the shed. "Yeah, Cameron fought her over that one." "He really looks out for you." "I'm sorry it has to be this way." He closed the door and locked it.

I opened the bottom drawer of the clothes chest, just out of curiosity. Inside I found some clothes. I pulled out a soft baby blue t-shirt. I looked at the tag. Small. My size. I looked at the drawer with suspicion. "Why would Hannah give me clothes...?" I whispered.

I kept looking around the drawer and found shorts under the shirts. I pulled out a pair. "Size two..." "How does she know what size I am?"

Then I thought about what Hannah's dad had said to me before he left. "He really looks after you."

I held the outfit to my chest. "Did you do this Cam?" I smiled at the wall and a tear rolled down my cheek. It had been over a month since I had had my own clothes. Hannah had only given me three pairs of leggings and she'd only wash them once every week or so.

"I love you Cameron Dallas." I whispered as I walked back to the bathroom.

I stood there in the shower for a solid thirty minutes and still felt sweaty and gross. The closet was a terrible place to be and it seemed to get worse every time I went back.

But I couldn't focus on hating the closet because I kept thinking about what Hannah's dad had shown me. Had Hannah stabbed him before she had us kidnapped? Is that why he listened to her? I gulped. Was she really that violent? I thought back to the first time she had taken me to the grocery store and had shown me the article about Cameron being missing. My stomach dropped as I remembered exactly what she had said.

"I could kill you and they'd never realize!"

In that moment I forgot how to breathe. I leaned against the wall of the shower letting the water run down my back. I never thought for a moment that there'd be a good outcome from this situation but suddenly I was afraid for my life.

I stood there sobbing. I hadn't even said good bye to my family. I snuck off to California on a whim. I wanted to see Hollywood, LA, I wanted to go on an adventure. I wanted a short break from my life in Maryland. Now, I may not even get to go back to LA.

I sighed as I caught my breath again and turned off the water. I wrapped myself up in a white towel and stepped out of the shower.

I got dressed in the light blue t-shirt and the white lacy shorts. I stared at myself in the mirror.

"Well, I never really thought about death, I like to be positive." "But I guess if it does end here in the desert at least I would have gotten to spend my last days with someone I truly love." I held my face in my hands. "I just hope they are able to rescue Cam before Hannah slips too far into insanity."