THIS IS & I REPEAT AN OLD BOOK, if you have now stumbled upon it then 😗 you're in for a treat. I made this book in 2015, I was like 12. So yeah, enjoy. But check out my recent books.
I would also like to clear up the confusion: it may say Nicole throughout chapters 1-3 but it's supposed to say Simone. I'll fix that soon 🙈
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"Why don't you have it?" was all i heard. It wasn't even possible to hear what the next person had to answer. Honestly, i was unsure about what i was facing. I was literally in the back of a trunk. tied up. I've been kidnapped. All i remember was me walking to go run an Aron for my mom, Here i am in a car. Then the voices started fading. A car door shut the car had started. Now i know we're moving. After what seems like an hour. We finally arrived. The trunk flew open and he grabbed me. Ugh Asshole! i think i might shit myself!
"What is your name?" He yelled.
I gulped in response, "Simone"
All he did was nod and tighten his grip on my wrist, my skin was going to turn blue or purple any minute. He ended up in front of a big mansion. Then a man opened the door without us even knocking
"Simone, she's here. Can't believe she's alive still--" Then he got cut off by the man who owns the mansion.
"I want her" he said bluntly then he grabbed my shoulders, not even caring how much strength he put in it. "You are mine" then he shut the door on the man who kidnapped me. Pushing me to the floor. "go get your ass upstairs and make my bed!" Just when i thought life could be better. I got up the stairs, which i got lost in because there's like 5 diffrent stairs that lead to different places. I seen a room with a sign on the double doors "MARCO'S ROOM" i opened this marco's room place to find it was that guy downstairs room. he room is a mess. i cleaned it feeling very tired i went downstairs to see, him chugging down a bottle of beer. He licked his lips right after he was done that bottle.
"Um....Marco, i'm very tired where can i sleep?" I ask nervously. I don't even know how to address him
"Room across mine" was the reply i got. Not bad i went upstair halfway i heard him whistle. which made me uncomfortable. I ran up the stairs i don't want to see his face again. I got to the room. Its much better than my own. I only have a mattress as a bed, a thin sheet i found at the thrift shop. A box as a dresser. A 1900's tv which rarely works i have to hit it sometimes to make it function. i Didn't even have one piece of electronics maybe just a 1900's phone which has the long atena stick . I rarely eat. Because my crazy mother would never feed me unless she has too. Which means only when her sister is here, which is like once a week, she checks on me makes sure im healthy but sometimes, wel most of the time i have to lie and act like a ate and im healthy but no i dont. Im not skinny and boney i have a body. So its pretty easy to believe i eat. Days can go by and i haven't ate. It dosent bother my mother but it bothering my antie, my Aunt has already begged for me to come and live wiith her. But my mom inssited not to. because she did not want to feel like an irresponsible parent but she is! Anyways i dropped on the bed. Well the unclaimed bed. Feeling very happy to have bed with comfortable pillows and a nice warm comforter. I fall alseep, but then to be woken up by the light flickering on and off.
"Wake up!"Someone yelled i quickly rose up it was Marco.
"Yes Marco?" i asked rubbing my eyes. Honestly, i wanted to go back to sleep. He stared at me studying me i guess, leaning up against the door frame, arms crossed.
"oh um-- are you hungry?" he asked me.
"yea kind of." i replied.
" what you want?" he said.
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