5 years...

Chapter 2

I shot my eyes open after the feeling of someone standing over me. I jumped back when I noticed Ryan standing above me smiling with a glass of water and a piece of bread in his hand.

"Breakfast my love." He beamed handing me the cup and bread.

I reluctantly grabbed it nodding in thanks. I bit the bread and noticed it was stale so I put it down and took two big gulps of water. I looked back up to see Ryan's challenging eyes watching me intently.

"Why didn't you eat the bread?" He said staring at me harder than before.

"It's stale so~"

"Do you not appreciate it?" He seethe getting madder by the minute.

I shook my head and handed him the cup which he threw across the room causing me to flinch.

"You ungrateful brat!" He raged slapping me across the face.

I had a plan. Oh my god why didn't I ever think of this before. I stood up and punched him straight into the nose. He reached up to his nose and noticed it was bleeding and the look he gave me was so dark I was regretting this a bit but I've got a plan and I need to make him mad.

He threw a punch to my cheek and it killed but I had to stand my ground. I punched him in the cheek as well and kneed him in the balls. He tumbled over in pain and I took that as my chance to elbow him in the back.

He shot up and glared at me. He didn't retaliate which surprised me. All he did was spit blood at my feet.

"You'll pay for this." He muttered lowly storming up the stairs and slamming the door shut. I waited for the locking of the latch sound but it never came and I was silently cheering in my head.

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Ughhhh does this guy ever leave the house. I've been sitting at the top of the stairs-dangerous I know- listening to him pace around and mutter incoherent words to himself or maybe he was on the phone I'm not sure.

I heard him pace again but this time I heard locks unlatching and then a door open and slam shut. The locks latching up again.

I waited 10 minutes to see if he came back just to be in the clear. I needed to be smart about this plan. After waiting and hearing nothing I slowly got up and opened the door into what looked like a kitchen. It was set out perfectly with a dining table in front of the benches. I walked into another room that looked like the lounge room and- woah! The suns bright. Who leaves their curtains open when they go out and they have a missing person in their house.

I walked to what looked like the front door and noticed there was about 10 difference locks on the door. I slammed my head against the door feeling defeated but a movement out of the corner of my eye caught my attention.

I drew my attention towards the window where I saw movement and noticed a young couple-maybe in their late 20's early 30's- sitting outside gardening. I slammed on the window to catch their attention. The lady jolted up and looked around for the noise while the male stared at her with concern. I thumped the window again bringing their attention to the window. I waved my hands around in a state and they looked at me shocked. They must've noticed the way I looked and their shock turned to worried while the man pulled out his phone.

I heard a car and I turned my head and saw the same Ute Ryan picked me up in and I looked around for somewhere to hide and I saw a linen cupboard across from me.

I quickly ran to it, opened the doors and climbed onto one of the shelves. I heard the door being unlocked and closed again. I then heard footsteps fading into the kitchen and my heart began to thump. What's he going to do when he sees I'm not there?

I didn't think this part through. Thoughts started racing through my head at 8000km/s and I couldn't keep up. I heard the door to the basement being slammed shut and his footsteps storming through the house.

"FUUCK!" I overheard him shout thought the house making me cringe.

"You better be here still you bitch." He seethed walking around the house. I could hear sirens in the distant but I didn't know if that was a usual thing so I didn't get my hopes up.

The door to the linen cupboard swung open and his heated eyes found my fear filled ones. He reached over and yanked me out but the wrists. He slapped me multiple times and kicked into my side once again.

He began taking my pants off and the look in his eyes scared me. I never seen him like this and his intentions weren't good I could tell. I started sobbing but silenced them when I felt a blow to my thigh. I screamed in pain but that was also cut short with and slap to my face.

"Shut up!" He shot at me with sooooo much anger it cause the tiny bit of hope I had left to run off into the life I'll never get to live.

I turned my head away as his hands ran up my thighs. Just before he could do anything else the front door was swung open causing Ryan to jump away from me.

"POLCE, GET DOWN ON THE GROUND. DO IT NOW, DOWN ON THE FUCKING GROUND!" They shouted.

Ryan followed their orders but I don't pay too much attention because the word police was running through my head that was pounding. Black and white flashes began to circle around my vision and I wanted to shout in excitement. I was free! But my mind had other ideas. Goodnight. *falls back onto the ground*