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"Do you think I'll ever get out of here?" I asked Caleb. He looked at me, still chewing his food. He swallowed.

"No" he said. Cold. He looked back a his food and continued eating.

I sighed. I hadn't touched my plate. When I was in this house, I never felt hungry.

"Caleb, I–" I was interrupted by some knocking on the door. He quickly got up, pulling me and pushing me into my room, locking the door. I sighed, I was getting very tired of this.

I heard his footsteps leave, I just wish the police could come already.

I walked to the bed, letting myself fall on the mattress and closed my eyes.

"I already fucking told you!" I heard Caleb's voice, he sounded pissed. "She's not here, she's never been here!"

There was silence for a bit, I imagined the other person was talking, I just couldn't here them. "Fine" Caleb talked again. "You can check the house"

I got up as I heard footsteps coming closer, was it the police? Were they here to save me? I heard as they tried to open my door, but failed, for it being locked. "What's in here?" I heard them talk. "Nothing"

I panicked, I wanted to go home so bad and see my family again. "Fine" said the police. "I have to go do some stuff, but I'll be back tomorrow" he said, then left.

No. Why would they leave? I started crying, I didn't want to be here anymore.

I heard the front door close, then footsteps come closer to me. I cleaned my face, trying not to be obvious I just cried.

Caleb came in and saw me. "Aww, no, why're you crying?" He asked hugging me. Fuck.

"I just didn't want them to find me in here" I lied.

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