The silence was deafening

Hostage revenge

'So Marg you say you are widowed?'

'Trish I am and I am so happy I met you,'

The headed towards the dining table. Ew, they were snogging disgusted I closed my bedroom door so that they wouldn't find me.

'Wait do have any kids?'

'Hmph, no, kids are rude and despicable,'

She glanced at my bedroom door, I shivered myself to sleep and stared at the full moon through my broken window, that was from when I tried to escape Marg at night two months ago.

Morning came ever so quickly. I found Marg washing some dishes and cursing, I opened my bedroom door fully so she could notice me. She did and she was really drunk, running to me in her tube top and fluffy slippers I slammed my bedroom door and I was deafened by a long sharp scream, Marg's finger got stuck in the hinge that must've been painful but I didn't care she put me in pain too. Now was my time to give back everything she did to me, I opened the door and got the same rope from my science project and held it tightly in my hand. Then I dragged the whining woman child to my bed frame and tied her hands as tight as possible to the metal poles. Shoving her mouth with my dirty socks I ran as fast as I could to the master bedroom where Marg kept her drugs, rummaging through her things I uncovered a syringe and ran back to my room.