Chapter 45

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*Juliet's pov*

It's a two days before the guys come and save me.

It's a two days before I'm going to be taken.

I woke up with the sun light in my eyes, I got up and grabbed some clothes from the closet, even though I didn't have a lot.

I grabbed plaid pajama pants, a white tank top, and a black cardigan.

I went to the bathroom and took a shower.

After that, I put my hair in a messy bun, dried my body, and put on my clothes.

Everything would be fine, I would actually be happy if I wasn't kidnapped.

I went to the kitchen and made myself coffee.

I toasted myself a bagel and sat down on the kitchen table.

His dad came out of his room and into the kitchen.

"Oh, you're awake." He groaned.

"Yeah." I said simply.

"I'm going to work, don't leave." He said as he was walking out the door.

"Don't worry." I mumbled as I bit into my bagel.

I finished and I drank my coffee.

I needed to get out of here.

I looked in the hallway closet for a plain white sheet.

And they had one.

I brought it to my room, and I found an old paint set.

Nash told me that if I signaled them to come, they'd be here.

And they'll be here in 2 days.

I laid the sheet down on the ground, wrote in black paint "SOS", and I let it dry in the closet.

I walked out when Teo walked out.

"Oh, hey." I said as we both walked to the kitchen.

I sat on the counter.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"School." Teo answered.

Oh my god.

I skipped school for a whole week.

"Oh my god! I haven't been in school!" I exclaimed.

"Chill! We haven't been doing much, just testing." Teo laughed.

"I missed testing?!" I freaked.

"I told you, you weren't missing much!" He laughed.

"Teo?"

"Yeah?"

"Thank you." I said as I got off the counter and hugged him.

"For what?" He hugged me back.

"If it wasn't for you I'd probably be dead." I sighed.

"Don't thank me yet." He said.

"You keep saying that and I still don't know what you mean." I laughed.

"You will." He said as he let go of me.

He got an apple and handed me one.

"Do you remember what happened to your mom?" I asked.

He shook his head.

"I'm sorry." I said.

"It's okay, but I do know what happened, it just seems...I don't know...blurry. Like I only remember some parts." He said.

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