Found You

Found you Chapter 2

Chapter two 

                           Lily Pov.

          Every time I cry myself to sleep I swear something bad happens. Like a year ago, I went to sleep crying because my dad left us. The next day I broke my arm. A few months later my boyfriend Nick broke up with me for a girl named Britney, and then 2 days later I saw him making out with her right in front of me. Now I cried myself to sleep…………………………for reasons and then I wake up on a weird guys lap and his is kissing my forehead.

          I started to flip. But then I remember what my dad had told me. If I’m ever caught in a tight spot, then keep asking them questions on tell you can find a way out. So that’s what I did. I don’t even remember what I said. I couldn’t scream because that might not be a good idea. So I’m trying to think of a plan when all of the sudden I remember something. The bathroom window should have a ladder under it. The window is unlocked.

          As soon as I had that idea I swear that weird creep could read my mind or something, because he snapped his fingers and I felt a gush of wind blow past me blowing my hair into my face. When I got most of it removed, I looked up. I saw two very buff men standing in front of my door.

          Both men were very handsome. I didn’t know what to think at first. One had dark brown hair and a small 5 o’clock shadow coming in. He was like 6 foot 9 or something. He was huge. He looked as if he were 22 or 23. The other looked as if he could be 35 at least, but his eyes read older. He was very attractive. He had light brown hair and his face was clean.

          “Mason,” the younger one step forward, “I need you to hold Lily down so Philip can sedate her.” Sedate her. That meant knocking me out, with a needle. Not a needle anything but a needle. I started to freak out. I jumped off the bed and turned so I was in the corner facing them. Not my best choice, but I was just so scared. Now I was cornered. But they should know that I wasn’t going down without a fight. “No, please. Please don’t. Anything but that, anything but the needle. Why would you need to do that?” I needed to stay awake so I could fight a way out of this. That and if they came near my with that needle, sedating wouldn’t be needed. I would pass out.

          “Why, so we can get to where were going faster of course.” He said in a voice that made me feel like I was supposed to know that. “Well, I’ll go along quietly then. Please just anything but the needle.” I was so scared of needles. I couldn’t go through that again. “Jackson, we can let her walk. Just for a little while. She looks really scared of needles. I don’t want to be a part of a small frail girls fear. That’s just not right.”

          He looked as if he meant it. Jackson looked around the room, always coming back to me. He looked as if were considering it. “Philip, what do you think?” Philip stepped forward and looked me up and down a few times. “I don’t think she would be a true problem. She looks harmless enough.”

          Thank you Philip. I just started to look up at all of them. “Well okay then. Get up Lily. We’ve got a little bit of walking to do.” It took me a second to cough up the courage to get up, but I did it. That’s when I heard the gasps. Did I do something wrong. As I was standing up, I started to feel a little dizzy. When I was all the way standing up, I almost feel. The other guy caught had caught me right before I fell.

          “Thank you; I don’t know why my legs hurt so much.” That’s when I started to remember. Jackson’s mouth was wide open. “What happened to your legs?” That’s when I realized what they were gasping at. I was wearing a pair of blue kakis and a spaghetti strapped shirt. I had fallen asleep in a jacket though, so they only saw the tinniest bit of all the bruises that I was hiding. I started to get the full pain in my legs now. I was very thankful that that one guy caught was holding onto my waist, because if he was not, I would have fallen straight on my face.

          “Nothing. Their fine. Are we going to go or what? Because if not I would very much like a shower and wash this bad dream away.” “I asked you a question and you will be very wise to answer me, but this time don’t lie to me.” I was getting a little mad at this guy, and how he thought that he could control what I did and said. “Fine if you want the truth, you might as well see the rest of the damage.

          Before anyone could ask what I meant, I walked over to my dresser. I took the wipes off of the top shelf. I took one of the wipes, and started to wipe away the thick layer of makeup that I had put on before I went to bed, so that in the morning when I woke up, my mother wouldn’t see how bad it was. I heard them gasp again at all the bruises and cuts on my face. I went back to my corner. 

          Jackson grabbed my wrist on the way back. I pushed it off saying “Let me finish.” When I went back to the corner, I didn’t even think about what I was about to do. I took my kakis and let them see all the bruises on my upper thighs. Then I unzipped my jacket to let them see the cut and bruises on my arms. Then finally I took off my black spaghetti strap shirt. I heard all of them gasp one more time at the cuts on my stomach and rip cage. Then I turned around and let them see that to. It was one the worst parts of my body. There were only a few spots on my back where it wasn’t black or yellow but was just blood red.

          I wasn’t even self-conations when I realized I was only in my black boy shorts, and a black lase bra. My legs started to give out on my. So I stayed turned around, put my hands over my eyes, and started to cry. This was the first time that I had cried in front of anyone in a long time.  Let along three people who just happened to be men who were about to kidnap me.

          “What happened to you Lily?” It was Jackson who asked me this. He sounded, like he could feel my pain. A little of the outside pain at least. I got up, and went to sit on my bed. I almost fell again, but instead of that one guy catching me, it was Jackson. He sat down on the bed with me and then kept his arm around my waist. I was going to let him keep his arm there.

          It just felt right, that and I was very cold. That one guy handed Jackson my jacket as though he could see how cold I was. Jackson wrapped it around my shoulders, and then put his arms under the jacket and then it was around my waist again. I grabbed the ends of my jacket and pulled it closer to around me. Then I told my story.