CHAPTER 11

My head hurts. It's hard to open my eyes but I try. I'm on a mattress on the floor. When I have fully opened my eyes I try to sit up. Resting my back on the wall.

It's almost empty in here. Other than the mattress there is unopened boxes on the corners. On the box beside me there is one glass of water and a sandwich.

I stand up to get to the door that's in front of me. "Help!" I scream as I kick the door. I bang on it a few times but no one answers. I fall back to the floor now crying. I've never been this afraid in my life. I don't even know where I am, for how long I've been asleep, or who these guys are. Rexford probably is not even looking for me since he hates me so much. Maybe they took him too.

I'm so worried about him. What if they killed him. The old me would be very happy about him dying but now I'm terrified. What if he's dead. I keep thinking.

I cry for what feels like a decade. When a man in a white suit enters the room.

"Hello beautiful" he says, stepping a bit close