Found and Fixed

Part 15

( Marley's POV)
I woke up and the room spinned. My head was throbbing. I was hand cuffed to a metal radiator. I couldn't go too far. It was dusty and dark and I wasn't sure of what was going on.

"Wake up Sleepy Head, and get ready for the camera." A familiar voice spoke.

Two men came over and poked at my sides.

"Let me go!" I yelled. They each grabbed my arms and one unattached me from the radiator. They tied my wrists and ankles to a chair. Then my father and Rachel came into the room. All the windows were boarded up and a dim light hung from above was providing the only light in the room.

"What am I doing here?" I asked.

"Your mother owes me big time! And your here so I get what I need." He smiled a wicked grin.

"She's not my mother! And you're not my father! Neither of you raised me. I raised myself." I spat. He came came over and grabbed my face.

"As far as I'm concerned you're mine! There's a shocking resemblance between us. " he smacked me and i shrieked. Rachel smiled at my pain. His two lackeys set up a camera and started recording.

"Oh are we making a home movie? Because it's a little late for that now, Dad!" I spat.

"Hellloooo, Molly. As you can see your daughter is paying me a visit." The two men stood behind me. Rufus moved away from the camera to show me there.

" Luke, I'm okay. You can't come for me, okay? He will hurt you. You cannot. You can't. " I pleaded I pulled on he ropes holding me down. The man laid a hand on me and pulled me back against the chair.

"She turned out to be kinda pretty, it would be a shame if something bad were to happen to her. I suggest you pay me back, or this can get wayyyy worse, my dear." He said. I looked at the camera. I mouthed the words 'i love you Luke.' I know he will see this.

"Just remember Molly, at this orphanage you are protecting all those kids from people like me. You can't go to the police becuase this will end up on the news and all of this kids will be put to risk. So, you can either save one and put 6 others in danger, or You can pay me back and save them all. Pick your battle. So, what shall we do first boys?" He asked them.

"I don't know Rufus, so many options." The one grazed my side with his hand.

"Don't touch me!" I spit and it got in his eye. He smacked me. I didn't move, I didn't react. Miss Marin's beatings were worse. The other turned over my wrist, he examined it.

"What if we turned her back to her old habits." He inspected my scars. I used to self harm.

"I don't do that anymore!" I yelled.

"Who said we don't?" He smirked. With that they made perfect intricate lines across my wrists. That's when I started crying. I cringed at the burning sensation. It hurt so much. I screamed, one cut went so deep. I yelled.

"Shut up!"