I woke up, rubbing my eyes. "Was it just a dream?" I thought to myself. I looked around, I was in a bed. It had a blue comforter. I looked around at the walls, they were white with blue stripes. "Where am I?" I
thought to myself. This room looked nothing like my room, it looked nothing like any rooms in my house. Actually it looked nothing like any rooms I have ever been in. I got up, there was a vanity, with a mirror hanging above it. I walked over to it and looked into the mirror. I was wearing pajama shorts, and a white tank top. I don't remember changing into pajamas. I looked at my face, I had a black eye. I also had bruises shaped like hands on my arms. I looked at my reflection confused, very confused. I was scared. I thought about everything that happened. Trying to figure out if it was a dream or if it actually happened. I walked over to the door, put my hand on the door knob and went to open it. It was locked, looking at the door knob I realized there was no lock on the inside. I wiggled the door knob.
"Hey?! Is anyone there?! The door is locked and I want to get out?"
I wiggled the door knob some more.
"HEY! SOMEONE GET ME OUT!"
I wiggled the door knob harder and harder
"SOMEONE UNLOCK THIS PLEASE!" I yelled.
I wiggled the door knob harder and started to push myself against the door trying to break the lock. I did it over and over. No one came, the lock didn't break. I gave up and walked into the back corner of the room. I sat down and put my knees up to my face, I wrapped my arms around my legs. I began to cry. I was so terrified. I wanted to go home. I remembered I had my cell phone. I got up and walked around, trying to find it. No sign of it. I was thinking to myself if it was in a dream or not. I pinched my self, and I felt the pain. I sat back down, in the same place, in the same position and cried. I was so hungry, I was so scared and I really had to use the bathroom. I cried more, and this went on for about 20 mins.
I hear footsteps. I open my eyes, and listen. More footsteps. The door knob wiggles, I open my eyes. The door opens. I see the man who helped me. He stood above me staring down. My eyes opened wide staring into his eyes. My heart pounding, drowning in fear.
"Did you sleep well?" The man asked.
"Yeah" I said quickly.
The man just nodded.
"Why am I in here?"
"You fell asleep in my car"
I thought to myself, I thought long and hard, I remember seeing his fist go to my face.
"Oh, I did?"
"yes" He said quickly.
"Well can I go home now?" I asked.
The man looked me straight in the eyes. I starred back at him. I starred back into his dark brown, almost black eyes. They were like a dark black well of fear that I was falling into. He then looked away and walked towards the door,
"Where are you going?"
He looked back at me, he then turned back towards the door. He opened the door and looked down at the ground then at me again. He walked about the door, and i heard the click of the lock. I looked at the door in shock. I just starred hoping it would open again. I got up and went towards it:; wiggled the door knob. It wouldnt move. I went back to the corner of the room. I cried some more. I began to feel angry, the anger was crawling up my throat.
"Why are you leaving me in here?!" Why won't you take me home?!" I just want to go home!!!!!!" I screamed on the top of my lungs.
The door swung open, in came the man. He came walking fast to me. I looked up, at him. He swung his fist. There everything went black.
Thank you guys so much for reading this, I know this chapter was short and boring but I promise, this is just building up the story. I promise it will get better and Harry will come soon;) I should update very soon, I'm planning to update every Saturday and Sunday ! I love you so guys so much!
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Fiksi PenggemarThis story starts with one plot twist... Ella is waiting at a gas station trying to walk home from school. I'll tell you one more thing, it includes punk Harry Styles ;)