WARNING!
THIS BOOK CONTAINS GUNS, VIOLENCE, CUSSING, SEXUAL CONTENT, PRETTY MUCH ALL THE BAD STUFF. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
(Book dates and the translations will be off. Sorry if this triggers you but I'm gonna try my best!)
A girl who is abused for...
*1 Week Later* Nothing has happened the past week. Like actually nothing. Every morning I wake up at exactly five thirty in the morning and go to breakfast. After that I do dishes with Ashlee then we both go to her room to watch tv and gossip. Then it's lunch time so we go and prepare the lunch and eat. We then serve the men.
Currently I'm washing the lunch dishes. I feel a presence behind me then a hand on my waist. I smiled and turned around only to be greeted by none other than the boss. My smile quickly fades as soon as it came.
"Aww baby, where'd your smile go?"
I just stayed silent.
"I don't like the silent treatment. Was I not who you expected?"
"No I just was um remembering my childhood I guess." I answered hesitantly. He had a puzzled look then walked away.
"What the hell?" Ashlee said.
"I know! Who does he think he is touching me like that?"
"..."
"..."
"He's the fucking boss Crisantha." She said.
"Oh right."
Alarms started going off and an arm wrapped around mine and Ashlee's hips and we were being taken down the halls. We kept running along with whoever grabbed us because we didn't know where else to go.
"CRISANTHA!" Boss yelled from behind me but I just kept running.
I felt him coming closer to me when he grabbed my wrist and yanked me to him.
Another person in a hood came sprinting towards us and beat boss up. The man picked me up bridal style and ran in the direction of Ashlee and the other person.
The mans hood moved when he ran and I saw it was Logan. As soon as i realized it was him I held myself closer to him.
We ran out a pair of heavy metal doors that brought us outside. Light fled into my eyes and I instantly shut them. I hadn't been outside during the day in at least six months. We always traveled In vehicles parked in my garage or at night.
Logan kept running when we got outside. I could see the pain on his face from him and boss punching each other. We ran through trees until we got to a little clearing with a black car. The person and Ashlee were there and when they saw us they jumped into the front seats. Logan opened the back door and put me in, jumping in right behind me. The person stepped on the gas and we were off.
"There's a first aid kit under Ashlee's seat Crisantha." The girl said.
"Who are you?" I asked.
She put her hood down revealing hair the same color as Logan's. Turning her head towards me I saw she was very young, couldn't be older than 16 or 17.
"Mailee. Mailee Capparelli, Logan's sister." She said then turned her head towards the road swerving.
"Could you keep your eyes on the road? You just saved our ass's we don't need you killing us." Logan said.
I looked at him with a scowl. Grabbing the first aid kit I expected to find the regular stuff but I was wrong. This was a full on trauma kit.
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This had everything. My eyes lit up in sight of it.
"It's just a first aid kit why so excited?" Logan said with amusement.
"I wanted to be a doctor. You know, before I got locked in my own basement for years?" I said.
"Really? I can make that happen you know." He said smiling.
"What is happening to your face?" Mailee said.
"What? Nothings wrong with it." Logan said concerned.
"You never smile. I have never ever seen you smile."
Logan held his hand up flipping her off and she laughed.
"Well she makes me happy." Logan said looking at me.
We stared at each other for a bit until Mailee said, "Stop having eye sex in the back of my car! It's bad enough that your bleeding all over it"
I blushed looking down and taking the stuff out to clean and cover his knuckles.
When I finished, I immediately put the stuff back. Leaning on the head rest i closed my eyes to try to take a nap. Logan scooted closet to me, wrapped his arm around me, and leaned my head on his shoulder.
I fell asleep to him playing wit the hem of my shirt sleeve and music playing softly in the background.