Unbroken

Chapter Two:

"The first step toward success is taken when you refuse to be a captive of the environment in which you first find yourself."

Mark Caine

Missy's Viewpoint:

I drove and I drove until I couldn't drive no more. I had no idea where I was, but I soon realized where I was exactly. My old home that I still owned. The five acre property was a place that I never really visited due to the fact that I was always on the run from Hiram Lodge and being in Witness Protection, you never got a choice as to where you were going to live.

I drove up the driveway after letting my car in through the gate that I had to block out unwanted persons of interest. I made sure to lock that gate before getting back into the car.

I was soon at the front of my home, which by some people's standards would be considered a mansion, but to me, it was home. A private oasis.

I was born and raised in a family of money and hatred towards each other and to everyone else in the world. I took the money that I got and got out of that life whereas FP stayed in it and drank away most of his money before my niece and nephew were born. I stayed away from him because of it, so I never got to meet his kids. I wished in a way that I did so that they could see that there was a way out of that life.

But I couldn't sit there and watch him become wasted away so I had to move on in my life. My only regret is that I should have seen what kind of man Hiram was, how cruel he would be, and the fact that he would do anything to not only hurt me but to also have me. I never knew the reason for his obsession with me, but for me, just knowing he had one was enough for me to get the hell out of that town.

I soon parked the car before getting out of the car. I was already in a lot of pain from not only the beating and the rape, but from everything that I went through. I knew that there were going to be so many people looking for me, including Connor, Maggie, Anna and Jamie. But I needed to be able to rest for a few days before telling Anna what was going on.

I needed time to not only clear my head, but to also be able to recover a little bit more before I stepped back into the world and my new reality. I am not too sure what is going to happening moving forward. But all I knew was that I had to do the investigation on my own.

No more US Marshalls, no more FBI, no one, but me can focus on this. I started this war with Hiram and I intended to finish it myself.

I soon started to walk into my house. I knew where I hid the house key, which was under a rock that wasn't obvious to the naked eye that it was a fake rock, but it was the perfect size for me to hid a key. I unlocked the front door and I then let myself in with my key and locked my door behind me.

I looked out into the near darkness, know exactly where I was. I soon walked forward slowly to a nearby side table to turn on the lamp that was next to the couch that made my living room. The light from the lamp only covered so much of the two story room with the giant windows that led out to the woods that I called my back yard. To my left was the fireplace with bookshelves on either side. Behind that wall was the master bedroom that I made my own.

I was now able to look around the room with sheets covering all of my furniture. I haven't been here in so long and how I have missed it. I knew that I was going to have a laundry list of things that I needed to do here before I would consider letting others into my home, but for now, I needed to rest.

I walked slowly to my master bedroom, but I made sure to turn my lamp off in the living room before leaving the room. I knew how to walk to my room in the near darkness. I also knew that no one knew where I was. No one from my hometown knew that I owned this kind of property, but to me that was what I needed the most.