chapter 21

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I slowly opened my eyes and everything was a blur.

I shut my eyes tight and went to rub them when I realized I couldn't because my hands are tied to the back of a chair.

Whats going on here? Where am I? I start breathing heavy out of fear.

I hear footsteps becoming louder and louder, I see a shadow growing bigger through the door way.

"Who's there?" I say with worry in my shaky voice.

A man stands in the doorway and lightly chuckles, "Remember me?"

I started squirming in my chair.

This is it. I can't escape.

He starts walking closer and closer. "HELP! SOMEONE PLEASE! HELP ME!" I scream.

"Silly girl, no one can hear your screams down here." He says. "Your little boyfriend can't save you this time honey. You're all ours now."

My dad walked into the room.

"I bet you thought I changed huh? Well guess what that was all an act. Just to get you here and your idiot self fell for it. This is payback now. Payback for all those years of hell you put me through." He said.

He came up to me and smacked my face. I could feel my face start to sting.

I could tell he was just getting started. I'm pretty sure I'm going to be found dead.

"I HATE YOU! YOU'RE A SCREW UP!" He shouted. "I WISH YOU WERE NEVER BORN YOU SUICIDAL FREAK YOU RUINED MY LIFE!"

Suicidal freak? Wait a second...

I remember. All of it.

Sam, my dad, my mom. All of it.

It was like a whole flashback went through my head.

Sam and I were best friends, then we started dating. Sam cheated on me, and my dad murdered my mom. He was coming for me next, but then went to jail. My world came crashing down, and my depression got the better of me so I attempted suicide. I showed my dad my cuts one time and he called me a suicidal freak.

I remember.

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