I woke up in a bed. I was covered up all nice & cozy, I thought I was in my apartment bed. I looked around the room. Wher the fuck am I?! This is not my room. & I was right, this was not my room. Just then Luke walked in. shit just got serious. "Hey sexy, happy with your room?" "Where the fuck am I, who are you, why am I here, & what day is it?" I questioned all in one breath. "Well Ms.Bitch, I'm Luke there are 2 other people here, Dlyan & Rony, your here to be our slave & probably a murder or you will be murdered, & it's September 12, 2012." "You didn't answer all my questions, where am I." I stated boldly. Wait its still the 12, it's the same day. So I'm not missing. "You have a mouth that you like to use, don't you? Well, I have a big thing that you can use your mouth for." I gulped. I'm not giving him a blow job. "Where am I?" I repeated. "Your in the shady part of Chicago." I said flatly. "Only 5 miles away from where it happened." He told me. Wow this guy is dumb who tells a captive where they are, oh yeah, this guy. He leafy the room leaving me with my thoughts. I just started to think about everything. I got scared. Am I going to die? I looked out to window that was next to the bed. There was a small coffee table 1 foot away & a few feet above the table was calendar I got off the bed to see what was in and on the table. On the table were a bag & box of sharpies (not my brother) & inside were condoms. There was a tv across the room & next to that was a slide door that led to a balcony with chairs, a table, rope, & an ash tray. I sat on the bed and thought. Can I leave? Will I die here? I started to silently cry. I wanted Sharpie, Abby, the team, but most of all I wanted one special person................................. Brandon Saad. I may have only spoke to Brandon once, but I wanted him here. I wanted my brothers. I wanted my mom. As soon as I thought about my mom, Luke walked in. "What do you want with me," I finally asked him. "Well, that's for me to know & for you to find out." After he said that he left the room leaving me with my thoughts. I needed to get out of here. I needed to leave. Now.
Sorry for lack of updating! College is stressful! Merry Christmas!