I woke up in a lot of pain. My head was banging and my limbs ached like hell. I felt like screaming in pain but noticed the time. 6am. Everyone will be sleeping so just be strong y/n. I really needed the toilet so I used all my strength to get up. Thankfully I had gained more control over my body and was able to walk without collapsing. I let out a swear word as my knee clicked painfully but actually made my walking easier.
After I finished up in the bathroom my tummy rumbled. I sighed and walked to the door, looking back at the sleeping form of Grayson who was not clutching a pillow in replacement of me. I smiled lightly and quietly exited the room, going to the stairs and slowly walking down them. I saw a figure in the kitchen and presumed it was either my brother or Ethan, so I casually walked in.
"Good morning." I said to the figure facing away from me.
No reply. I guess it's a little early to talk. I grabbed a bowl from the cupboard and some cereal. The figure got up from it's seat and started to walk to me. I noticed long hair, neither Ethan or Connor had long hair. I widened my eyes and ran to the light switch, flicking it on. I wasn't prepared to see who I saw.
"S-savanna?" I said nervously.
"Well hello there." She replied, a huge smirk on her lips.
"How did y-you get in here." I asked.
"A lock pick darling. How are you? I haven't seen you in a while." She spoke.
"I-I'm okay, but I'm going to have to ask you to leave." I said as confidently as I could but she still chuckled.
"Oh come on now, you really don't want to have a catch up honey? My wrist is feeling a lot better by the way." She smiled too sweetly.
"Get out please." I said.
Her fave contorted into a scary emotion, making me wince a little. She slowly stepped towards me and I separated us by stepping to the other side of the island.
"I just want to talk y/n." She smirked, stopping on the spot opposite me.
"How do you-" I stopped my sentence and realised I had given my name to Tatum.
"That's a nasty cut on your head. The tree you fell out didn't look that tall, but I guess it was." She added, making my skin crawl and my stomach sink.
"How do you..." I repeated, losing my voice in fear.
"You need to be smarter than this if you didn't want me finding out who you were, where you were and who you were with." She spoke, her voice laced with anger.
"I-I don't understand." I stuttered.
"Stop playing dumb little girl. You know what I'm fucking on about." She hissed.
"I know the twins are upstairs right now, peacefully sleeping. I've been here since 5am, I could've killed them and you AND your brother if I wanted, but what's the point? It would hurt them more if I just killed you." She explained.
My mouth went dry and her long fingers fiddled with a long shiny object she revealed from her coat. I swallowed harshly and trembled.
"W-why me, why do you want me, I'm innocent...I helped you." I said, trying to plead my case.
"That's very true. I could just take you and keep you locked away. It's what they did to my daughter-"
"What?" I interrupted.
"Of course the didn't tell you. I came here before, remember? When they were away and you were home alone. You really thought I was done with you? They did this type of thing with my daughter, or at least Ethan did. Him and my daughter Isla were inseparable. I used to love Ethan, used to be such a lovely boy." She said.
