Torn Apart

Chapter 16

Later on that night I woke up to the sound of the house alarm going off. I sighed, got out of bed, and threw on my robe thinking that Mark probably set off the alarm when he came in the house. I raked my hand through my hair and headed downstairs to shut it off. As I made my way down I noticed that the lights were still off.

"Mark? Mark are you in here?" I asked out loud before walking into the living room. I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw that the sliding glass door in the living room was shattered from the outside in. I backed out of the room thinking about making a run for the front door, but a black bag was suddenly placed over my head. I struggled against the assailant, only to have my legs picked up by a second set of arms. I screamed for help as I was carried out of the house and then thrown into a vehicle. The impact knocked me on my ass with a thud. I groaned in pain before being struck over the head with a blunt object. I was sure that the hit killed me until a bucket of water was splashed all over my body about 20 minutes later.

I woke up instantly, coughing and spitting up the water that seeped into my mouth. When I looked around, there was nothing but darkness around the light shining down on me. I was still dressed in my robe which was now soaked and I was tied to a chair. I struggled against my restraints for a moment before hearing a very familiar voice.

"Well well well….I see Taker has made you his personal plaything after all." He said.

My heart started to pound as I looked around for the source of the voice. "W-who's there?"

"Awe damn, you're breaking my heart." He said, "but then again I don't blame you for being as shocked as you are to hear my voice."

I gasped as the tall frame of my uncle stepped into the light.

"J-John…how did you find me?"

"Does that really matter?" he asked as he took a step towards me. "What matters now is that you and me are finally reunited…and I can finally get what I want."

I swallowed the pool of saliva that formed in my mouth. "And what exactly do you want?"

He smirked and started walking around me, "You know, it's a shame that your mother never told you the truth about your past."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

He paced around me slowly, "She adopted you as a baby."

"What!" I screamed.

He laughed, "It's true Katrina….you were an adopted child that I took under my wing when your mother decided to fall back into drugs."

"You're wrong!" I yelled.

"Believe what you want," he said as he bent down behind me and whispered in my ear. "You were right to be afraid…but you were afraid of the wrong man…"

I closed my eyes, "But why? Why hurt me?"

"Because…it was your fault that Sara ended up dead. She was trying to help you and now she's dead because of you! But it's fine…I have a new woman, and healthy son…and lots of cash from your boy toy to get me out of the country."

I sighed, "Too bad Levi isn't your son."

He backed away from me and then walked back in front of me. "What the hell are you talking about?"