Stolen

*5*

Tamar

I sat in my house, staring at the wall. Lost, confused, upset, all of the above. it's been a week and I still have no clue who took Karri.

Me and Karri may have been friends a short amount of time but, she was still my friend. And I was starting to see us turn into more than just friends. I have to find her, I won't be able to live if I don't find her.

I've been trying to get everyone to help me. My dad especially, but he's been acting strange as hell. I mean my dad is always acting strange because he's always on some sneaky shit, but lately it's just been like he's hiding something from me. Me and my dad have a very close and open relationship, and he's never hidden anything from me so I'm straight confused. 

Lately with me, if I'm not checking in on my dealership. I'm looking for Karri, and when it's time for me to come home and get rest I sit and stare at this damn wall. I can't sleep, hell a nigga can barely eat. All I can think about is what may be happening to Karri, or who might be hurting her. I can't help but to think every now and again.... What if it's to late. Then I think about Karri, and the type of person she is she's strong, and very intelligent. I know my baby girl has to be doing something to keep herself alive. I wish I was there to help her, to go through this with her. Hell I'll take her spot, I rather do that than to sit her and know she's suffering.

Karri

"Can I pleaseee get some food?" I begged. I was in a dark basement tied chained to the bed. I couldn't move, which means I couldn't go use the bathroom in the toilet like a human. I was being forced to use the bathroom on myself, not only that. I'm starving, the last time the man fed me was two days ago.

I just want to go home, I want my dad. He was only trying to protect me and do what was right and the whole time I bitched and gave him a hard time. Now because of my stupid decisions I'm in this predicament, with a evil man.

The man who took me was tall, I would say about 6'6. He was a light skinned man with a short beard. Along with that he had some really nice Green eyes. It's ashame because he makes them look so evil. I tried to look for any tattoos or special marks but he was spotless, and his skin was smooth. His voice.... His voice was.. It was a conniving piece of shit.

He comes down here about every hour and a half to see what I'm doing. He made sure to scare me up so I knew not to try anything, and said if I ever screamed he would come down here and cut my "pretty n pink lips" Off.

"Now now, here. You better eat fast because we're going on a little trip when your done. Here, your gonna go in that bathroom get cleaned up and put this on." He said while throwing me a McDonald's bag. Then he unchained me and handed me some clothes. It was a cream colored two piece set, with some black undergarments.

I sat the clothes next to me and ate my food which consisted of, a chicken tenders and a chef salad. I also had a strawberry banana smoothie. When he fed me, he feeds me good it's just some days I think he forgets I'm down here and doesn't bring any food. I ate my food as he sat on the kitchen counter and watched me. The basement looked like an apartment, I couldn't lie it was a nice basement but I hated it. For the simple fact that I was being held here unwillingly.  I looked him in his eyes as he stared at me,  I began to speak after u finished chewing my food.

"You know you have me here against my will, the least you could do is bring me food everyday." I said while rolling my eyes. He smiled, this time it seemed like a genuine smile. One I'd never gotten from her before.

"To be quite honest ma, I be forgetting your ass down here. Sometimes I'm gone to the trap making moves, or I'm sleep." He said. I shook my head and looked down. I looked at my wrist as I picked up my food and saw how bruised they were from the chains.