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Chapter Five

Trapped in the closet

I took out my cell phone and dialed Derwin's number. It rang before I heard his answering machine pick up. He better have a good reason for standing me up. Lesson number one hundred: don't make a promise you can't keep. I might as well go to bed.

That night I tossed and turned. I barely got any sleep (unless you count blinking as sleep). Eventually I just stared at the ceiling until the sun came up. I thought about Derwin the whole night.


Derwin's Point of View

I'm going to die. No one will find me here and I'll die. Okay I just need to calm down and think about how I got in this mess in the first place.


I have to leave early so her mom doesn't find my car in her driveway. I got off the bed and left her sleeping at six in the morning. I folded the sheets she gave me and scribbled a quick note to my love and climbed out the window. I drove home and found Ted waiting for me.

"Where were you?" he asked.

"Out. What the hell does that matter to you?" I said repeating what he said to me last night.

He got up from the couch and walked up to me.

"I'm still your father and you'll show me some respect. What you think you're a man cuz you threw a little punch at your dad?"

"I've been the man of this house ever since I've been bailing you out of jail or did you forget?"

He grabbed me by the neck and slammed me into the wall. He punched me in the face repeatedly until I started bleeding. I grabbed

the lamp from the table beside me and brought it down on his head. He fell over and I jumped on him. I punched him in the gut a couple times and then moved on to his face. I took a minute to breathe and he threw me off him. Ted dragged me to my room and tied me up. He shoved me into the closet and locked it. I'm not sure what he did with my cell phone.


I don't know what time it is. All I know is I'm freaking out. He didn't tie my feet up. I could kick the door down. I kicked at the door a few times but it wouldn't budge.

"Shit I'm going to die in a freaking closet," I thought to myself.


"Vicky wake up. Time for school," I yawned.

"What time is it?" She groaned and rolled over.

"Six thirty," I replied.

"Ugh I hate Mondays."

"Me too." I went to the bathroom and did the same thing I do everyday. Shower, brush my teeth, fix my hair, and get dressed.

"Your turn," I said at Vicky's door.

"Okay." She replied.

I put on my new outfit I got from the mall yesterday and looked in the mirror. I hope Derwin will be at school today.

"Are you ready yet Vicky?"

"Five more minutes."

I ventured down to the kitchen and found my mom sitting at the table reading the newspaper.

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