𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝑔𝒾𝓇𝓁

c h a p t e r 13

arcane -
secret, mysterious, understood by only a few

i woke up with a cloth in my mouth and i was tied to a chair.

"well well look who woke up." he said walking around me and he had something in his hand. i spit out the cloth.

"what the hell is really going on?" i asked. "well your mom has been telling me all about your great relationship you guys have been having. she didn't feel like coming to find you herself, so she called me up. i told her i would gladly go and i drove to oklahoma. i arrived at your house and your mom told me where you might be and the few people you hangout with. so i went up to your friends and they have no idea. then i decided to drive around and i found here and now here you are." he told me all with a smile on his face.

i was disgusted. i had no words though because i didn't even know what to say. i felt a tear roll down my face. i felt so alone because no one was ever going to find me since i told buck to tell no one. god was i stupid sometimes.

"well what can i do to get out?" i asked trying to budge. "you can't do anything. you will be stuck here for a long time." he told me sitting in front of me.

"well what the fuck are you going to do? kill me for god sake?" i asked looking away and shaking my head.

"your mother said she doesn't want me to kill you, but to get revenge on you for what you have done to her." he said pulling out a blade. which was actually mine.

"what did i even do to her?" i asked looking back at him. he shrugged his shoulders. i didn't know what to do. i just kept on pleading that buck would tell someone. then he got up.

"oh and i brought a little present along." he said with one of those smiles on his face. i was nervous. he came back with a bag. he unzipped it and pulled out a heater. holy shit.

"what's that for?" i asked trying to scoot away but i couldn't. "oh you know, if i need to shoot someone, or you." he said loading it. he put in only two bullets and then spun the barrel.

he pointed it straight at me. i closed my eyes as hard as i could. i am not dying and i am not going to die. i will get out of here sooner or later. i kept repeating that in my head.

he just laughed at me and soon put the gun in his pocket. a breath i didn't know i was holding in let out. god i've never felt so scared.

it started raining that day. i kept feeling little drops of water drop on me since the roof was not done well. i was freezing and honestly thought i was going to get pneumonia.

my uncle was in the kitchen eating as i heard him taking out the bread and hearing the plates clank together. the smell made me even more hungry.

it soon became night time and by now it was pouring outside and i was all wet.

"can i please have a blanket for god sake?" i asked. he looked at me with disgust and slowly walked towards me.

"and what makes you think you really deserve that?" he asked as he spat in my face. i turned my head away not even being able to look at him.

the only good thing that happened was he at least let me sleep on the floor for the night and gave me my book, though i had to beg.

i couldn't even fall asleep. i was freezing, i had someone with a gun who could shoot me any minute right next to me, and i was all alone.

maybe i would die here, but who knew. i then decided to pray.

the only time i ever prayed was for my dad to go to heaven and for him to watch over my mom and i. this time would be a little different.

i prayed that someone would get the message i was missing for too long, that i would not die here, that i could see all of my friends again. i hope he would listen and maybe answer.

the next thing i knew, it was two weeks later...

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