Kidnapped By Chresanto August Father

Chapter 6

- Jasmine -

NEW PLAN ! NEW PLAN ! I need a new plan right fricken now. CRAP they're coming. No plan .

Chres and two more of his friends approached the kitchen, but stopped once their eyes landed on me. I was very uncomfortable, I was already insecure but this made me feel worse. I tried to get up but I couldn't move. My legs wouldn't budge. My head was telling me to run but something else was telling me to stay.

"Who the hell is this Chres ?" One of the boys asked he had a big curly fro.

"I don't know. I don't even know who she is. Let alone how she got here."

They all processed what he said and started staring at me like I was a caged animal. They kept staring and staring for about fifteen minutes.

I was growing tired of the staring and decided to speak.

"Please stop staring at me." I said it so quietly I couldn't even hear myself. I tried again. "Please Stop Staring At Me !"

They kept staring at me. This was going to be a long night.

- Chres -

"Please Stop Staring At Me !"

She could talk ... of course she could she was human. She was also small and frail. You could see almost every single bone in her body about to pop out.

"Ar- Are you hungry ?"

She looked at me with hope and excitement. It made me smile, then I frowned. Why was she so hungry, where did she come from ? I needed answers to these questions. And I was going to get them.

I walked over to the pizza box and grabbed the remaining pieces of pizza and handed them to the girl. She ate them in under a minute. I turned to Craig and his jaw was flat on the floor.

"SHE EATS LIKE A CAVE MAN !"

I turned to face her and she was on the edge of tears. I guess Ray and Jacob noticed because they immediately comforted her with hugs and complementing words. I couldn't take it anymore I needed the answers to my questions !

- Jasmine -

"When was the last time that you ate ?"

I looked around the kitchen to see that all eyes were on me.

"Umm .."

"Please answer the question." Chres looked at me with pleading eyes I answered.

"Just now."

"NO ! I MEAN BEFORE THAT !"

Why was he screaming at me ? He didn't know me, let alone my story. I tried to get up but two strong forces pushed me back down.

"Ouchie !"

"Sorry !" They said in unison.

"3 weeks ago. I had a piece of bread."

They stared at me more. I acted like I was going to get a paper towel and ran for the front door. CRAP ! They blocked it.

"Why are you trying to run ?" Chres asked.

"Why wouldn't I ?"

"What do you mean ? The one with two braids asked.

"I've lived here for eleven years and you wonder why I want to leave ...."

"What do you mean you lived here for eleven years ?"

I didn't want to talk about my story it always brought be to tears. I looked at the boys they had sadness written all over their faces. Why were they sad ? Their parents were still alive, they had a family, a decent place to sleep, and an endless supply of food. I only had the cold hard floor of a basement. No food, water, family ... nobody to love .... nobody to love me.

I was suddenly ripped out of my thoughts when someone asked me a question.

"Wh- who are you ?"