Kidnapped

Chapter 1

4 years, 9 days since I have seen my family or anything outside of this rusty old basement. Kendall rose is my name but I'm no longer called that, I'm usually referred to as 'bitch'. For the past four years I have been abused in many different ways and in this short period of time I have conceived three children, who have been taken from me each time. But last time was different, last time the man in the mask- my abductor- left me my child. I am hopeful that he will let me keep her. At this point she is my only motivation, my only happiness. As much as I want her to stay, I'm scared as to what could happen if she did so.

In about ten minutes the man in the mask would come down into the basement, make me put down Caroline and bring me to the other side where he would cut me, burn me with his cigarettes and whip me. I'm not going to lie when I say that it hurts like hell but it's not like I can fight back. I might as well just suck it up. I wait for him to walk down the stairs to come get me while holding Caroline in my arms. I watch her and memorize all her features and all her movements. I memorize the freckles that cover her cheeks and the soft skin she has and the baby powder scent all babies have. I feel warm tears roll down my cheek and I wipe them away before he gets here because I don't want to know the consequences of me crying.

Ten minutes later just like I had guessed the man is walking down the stairs and towards me.

"Get up." He instructs and I do as I'm told,

"C'mon, bring her with you." He says grabbing onto my arm and gesturing to Caroline.

I get up, gripping onto the wall so I don't fall over. Being in a basement for four years with barely any food sucks out a lot of energy from you. He leads me to the stairs and helps me up them. He opens the dark wooden door and I am surprised when I see a sweet, and cozy kitchen laid out in front of me. He puts a hand on my shoulder and turns back to lock the door.

"Sit." He says pointing

I slowly walk across the room and sit on one of the oak chairs. After closing all the blinds the man walks over to me. Fear raises inside me and I gulp down the vomit rising to my mouth. He reaches into my arm and takes Caroline from me.

"Please, don't take her." I croak,

He ignores my plea and walks out of the room with her. I hear her small cry's followed by a loud noise and than nothing. I feel a river of tears bursting from my eyes and I cover my mouth hoping he won't hear me from the other room. I let sobs escape my mouth and I cover my face. I hear loud footsteps approach me and I can see from in between my fingers that they stopped in front of me. I feel a hand grab a handful of my brown hair and pull me up.

"Please! Stop!" I yell in pain.

"Shut up!" He says releasing me,

I cover my mouth and control my cry, I wipe away my tears and look up at him. As always he is wearing a black ski mask leaving me to see his green eyes and his chapped lips. He picks me back up and leads me around the corner and up a short set of stairs. Knowing I won't run he embraces our hands and leads me down a hallway and to a room. This room is grey, with a small bed that looks as if it's made for a toddler. It has a pink floral bed set on it and the room is only big enough to fit that. He pushes me onto it and stands in the doorway.

"Seeing as you have caused no problems I'm giving you this reward." He tells me,

"Thank you." I say and he nods,

"I will be back in an hour to give you another reward." He tells me and with that he closes the door leaving me alone to think.

I take the spare time I have to cry and I think of all the things my friends and family could be doing.