Chapter 4

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Four days. At least I think that's how long we were here. There's no windows and I don't have anything to check the time with, so I'm taking wild guesses by this point. After what felt like forever, they finally decided to untie me from the chair and chained me to the wall near Melody.  I can say that with all I've been through, this is the scariest thing I've been through. It was bold of me to say living with Richard was the worst it could get. No, no this was way far worse. I'd take getting shoved down stairs, slapped around and drowned in hot water any day over sitting here and waiting to see if I'm gonna die or not. Waiting was far more scarier than something actually happening.

All I did was cry. I couldn't stop crying. Melody just kinda sat there, staring off into space. I can't imagine how terrified she is right now. The door opens and two men walk in a phone in their hand. "Stand the fuck up." Green eyes says to me, and I hurriedly do so, my heart beating rapidly in my chest. "Here she is, Mr. Urie. Say something." The guy says and I stare at him, paralyzed wuth fear. "Lilah?" I hear Brendon say and tears swelled up in my eyes at the sound of his voice. "Fucking speak!" He yells, punching me in my collarbone and I yell out in pain, sobbing.

"D-dad." I choke out as I hear him yell repeatedly "Stop, stop don't you touch her!" over and over. "Angel listen to me okay? We're gonna get you okay?" Brendon says. "I love you." I say shakily. "I love you to-" the guy hangs up with a smirk, cutting Brendon off. I fell to my knees, wincing as I let the tears flow. I miss them. God I'd kill to see them again. My heart hurt so much. With pain, fear. This was not fair. "If you keep misbehaving, she's first." The guy says while pointing to Melody and anger swells up in my chest. He will not. Over my dead fucking body. "Okay, I'm sorry sir." I say and he slaps me so hard that my face flew harshly to the side.

"Shut the fuck up, I didn't say you could speak dumbass." He spits harshly and I cower back into the wall. "Stupid bitches." He mumbles and then him and the two men walk out again, slamming and most likely locking the door behind them. I couldn't help but think. That's all I could do here. Sleep, cry, and think. I had hoped the baby would be okay. Sure they did feed us, but very little. I even gave her my piece of bread and apple they gave us each day just to ensure she doesn't go hungry. I could live a week or two without food. That baby can't. And I refuse on any terms to let my love go hungry. No way in hell. I can deal with it. Still, apples only had so many nutrients and I was still worried.

Then my thoughts drifted to my family. I wonder how worried my uncle's were when we never made it to school, never made it back home. I wonder how worried my Dads were when they found out we were missing. I'm sure all of them are worried to some extent. I don't want them to stress over me too much though. Stress isn't good. I felt my eyes slip shut, and I allowed sleep to overcome me. It felt like not shortly after I was awoken to my head being slammed into the wall. I groan, my eyes fluttering open at the harsh impact. "What do you think you're doing?" Green eyes asks and I whimper, confused on what he meant. "Don't.. please stop.." I hear Melody say. "Did I say. You could speak?! Shut the fuck up!" He hollers and I flinch.

I just wanna be home. I wanna be home, with my dad's and Melody and my uncles and I want everything to go back to normal. I can't deal with this. Constant fear and pain. I just wanna be surrounded with love again. I really did take advantage of how good I really had it. I didn't appreciate it as much as I could have. I couldn't stop the tears from rolling down my face and the guy groans. "Tom the little one is crying again please, come and shut up her up!" Green eyes yells. Then he proceeds to slap me, turn and walk out, slamming the door. That only made tears fall harder. Now I'll get hit probably for something I can't help. Who the fuck is Tom?! The door opens again and a guy walks in. He wasn't wearing a mask. He had something in his hand but I couldn't tell what it was. That scared me even more.

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