God Gave Me You

Chapter 3

Emma's POV

        I sat crouched in a dark and cold closet with several other girls. Our hands and feet were bound   together with tape.  We were hungry and tired. Ever since two girls had escaped two weeks ago they have kept us in here. They have barely fed us or gave water.

        We all prayed over and over that Kelly and Tara made it to safety. That soon we would all be rescued. But, with every passing day our hope would die a little. Every day that no one came to help us, we would worry that Carlos's men got to them before they reached help. It had been nearly fourteen days since the girls had made it out.

        For several days we heard gun shots. We were scared for all the other groups of girls. No doubt someone was paying for Kelly and Tara escaping. I could only imagine the terror path Carlos was on to get answers.

        Carlos was a horrible person. His reputation was even worse. He would often kill or torture anyone who would disrespect him or got in his way. He was the leader of the biggest human trafficking ring in the U.S. And was feared by anyone that came into contact with him. 

        As we sat there bound on the floor gun fire rang out. I sat there terrified that Carlos was having all the girls killed. Since no one had been moved to another location. And, we were all still locked in these closets.

        One of the girls Melanie was crying uncontrollably. I fought back my own tears and fears to try to console her.

" Emma I'm so scared. " she said

" Its okay Mel. Shh please calm down. Everything is gonna be ok. " I told her. Not sure which one of us I was trying to convince more.

        The gun fire sounds got closer. It sounded like it was right outside the door. I looked at the other girls who were crying so hard. I feared this was it. I started to praying for my family. A small tear ran down my cheek.

        All of a sudden the door opened up. A man wearing a uniform with the words S.W.A.T written on the front of is vest stood before us. One by one he helped us from the closet. That's when I realized our prayers were answered. It wasn't Carlos killing all the girls. It was help. We were rescued and finally going home. The day we prayed so hard for was finally here.