FIFTEEN

Jasmine's POV

I felt something heavy hit my head, and I groaned and fell to the ground. "You can rot in here bitch" I heard her voice before the door slammed harshly.

I felt the world spin; the pain coming from the back of my head was unbearable. She had hit me from behind with a plank, my head throbbed. I touched the back of my head to feel a small liquid, blood. I was bleeding.

"Ugh," I groaned. The storage room was dark, and I could barely see a thing. Who was that girl?

Why was I deceived here and locked in?

I tried to get up, but I felt weak, like all the energy I had was leaving my body. I crawled my way to the door and banged weakly on it, holding the handle and using it to draw myself up. "Let me out!" I yelled but was Ignored.

"You're never getting out of there," I heard the girl dressed like a cleaner snarl.

What did I do?

I didn't know the cleaner or any other staff here; in fact, I had never been to this restaurant; why was this happening to me?

I thought about the weird w