Die For You

How Did I Get Here?

Ashlynn's POV

I opened my eyes and blinked in the dark room.
Where am I?
How did I get here?

I can't remember anything. All I know is my name and age. I don't remember my family. Or even if I have one.

I hear someone crying and I look around. I see a girl curled up in a corner. I crawl over to her.

"What's your name?", I ask

"Zara", she replies in a small, scared voice.

"How old are you?"

"Seven"

A year younger than me

"I'm Ashlynn. You can call me Ash. I'm eight"

"Where did that man go?"

"What man? Do you remember how we got here?"

She nods. I'm confused. Why can she remember and I can't?

"Can you tell me?"

"He - he grabbed me when I was walking home from school. He put something over my mouth.  I want my mommy!"

"I'm so sorry", I say.

It must be harder for her. She remembers her family. She remembers the people she loves. She misses them. I don't remember who I'm supposed to miss.

"I'm scared", Zara says.

She's trembling. I'm older than her. I need to protect her. I reach out and touch her arm.

"Don't worry. I won't let him hurt you"

She gives me a small smile and I return it. We need to stick together now. We only have each other.

Suddenly the door opens and we both snap our heads towards it.

There's a man standing there. Leering at us like we're some sort of prize he's won. I'm terrified.

But then I see Zara's face. She look like she's about to faint.

I can't let her see that I'm afraid. She'll be even more scared if I am too.

"Well... looks like my two catches have met. How sweet..."

I glare up at him in defiance and step in front of Zara.

"Oh ho we've got a feisty one here haven't we? Well we'll have to fix that..."

He grabs my arm and drags me from the room. I look back at Zara and try to reassure her with my eyes... but I can't.

                     ~~~~7 years later~~~~

I wake up and look around the room, remembering the first time Michael raped me.

The same dark room I woke up in seven years ago. Only now there are more of us. Other girls that Michael kidnapped. Other girls he wants to hurt. Three others. There's me and Zara. Then Sarah, she was brought in two years ago, when she was seven. And the littlest one is Emma. She's a little ball of energy and joy. Only seeing the best in everyone and everything. She's only six.

It's not fair that these girls were taken from their families. I've done all I can to protect them from Michael. I haven't been able to stop him from beating Zara but I've never let him touch them any of them.

And I never will.

Hi! Thank you for reading this!!! Also I'm sorry if it's not too good it's my first book and I am open to any suggestions!!  

    ~Alyssa