The best can be the worst

Chapter 3

I woke up in dark room alone on a mattress so I sat up and took my phone out of my bra and texted my mum ' I've been kidnapped don't text back love you'.I pressed send, locked my phone and put it back in my bra. The door opened as soon as I laid back down. I acted like I was unconscious and I faked waking up.

" Did I wake you?" a man said. I nodded my head "Aww too bad get your lazy ass up. there are people waiting for you" I got up and walked over to the man and followed all I can think is 'holy fucking shit I'm gonna die' . Man grabbed my arm and basically dragged me up the stairs. I recognized where I was instantly my biological parents house. The house I lived in for ten years of my life shit this house hasn't changed since the day child services took me away.

"Aren't you going to say hi to your parents"the man said

"No" I said very loudly

"Emily, you're finally home again.come sit with mommy." My biological mother said

"I'm not 10 years old anymore." I said. Then I got slapped across the face. "Ow mother fudger"

"You know what happens when you misbehave, don't you?" my father said

I gulped and said "uhhuh" scared half to death as flashbacks cross my mind.

"Honey can you go to your room please. Daddy and I need to talk" my mother said. I go up stair with the man who took me out of the basement still not knowing his name. I realized I have to go pee.

"Where are you going?" the man asked

"The bathroom. I have to use the toilet" I said I walk into the bathroom I closed the door and locked it. I used the toilet and took out my cell phone and texted my mum(Karen)' my birth parents took me to the house I grew up in help love you' I flush the toilet and turn on the sink. The I shut my phone off and got up on to the counter. I looked at the spot where hide stuff above the mirror. Yes the stuff is still there so I put my phone up there. I got down I washed my hands quickly and splashed water on my face. I shut the water off and quickly dried my hands. I unlocked and opened the door to the man twitling his thumb

"All good." I said the man just nodded and walked me to my room which hasn't changed much except the clothes on my bed were for some one my age not a ten year old. Like my size bra and underwear some crop tops pj shorts and a couple pairs of jeans.

"Hope you like you room because you are stuck here unless told other wise." the man said