He found me

"Mmmh..." no I have to stay quiet. Deep breaths, just like dad taught you. Why am I shaking so much, I was never this weak.

His dark, crimson-red eyes shone as he held the gun towards my parents. I didn't care what others said, I may not be their biological daughter but they are the most precious things in my life. My parents. Why did this have to happen to us.

My breath hitched as he clicked the gun in place, readying to shoot. No, I have to get out of this closet, I need to save them. I owe them so much.
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There was a shuffling on the wooden flooring. His shoes came into view right in front of me. There was no way he could know I was here. My parents truly loved me but kept a good job of sealing me away from the outside world.

I tried to suck in my breath as the black, leather material inched closer towards the closet. I shut my eyes closed, praying that this was all just a big nightmare.
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There was sudden silence and for a second I really did believe this was all a dream, until the closet door was harshly swung open. There stood a tall and muscular figure staring down on me. " Well, what do we have here, a small kitten..."

*Trigger warning, sensitive topics
*Cover picture does not belong to me, all credits to those responsible.