Chapter 2

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Authors note:
Sorry for the late update! I wrote the chapter and forgot to save it! I'm so stupid! :(  Thanks to waiting!
Kassy's POV

I cried and cried and cried. It was incredibly difficult to breathe because of the stupid collar, it itched the skin on my neck like crazy, and you could see the flesh on my hands and legs where the chains had rubbed away the skin.

The sound of the chains were ANNOYING ME TO HELL. Every time I moved the clunking and rattling of them Would drive me mad. And if it wasn't bad ENOUGH, the room had a terrible echo meaning the sound could linger before fading into nothing.

I wailed in pain, everywhere hurt. I had to get out of here. Otherwise I was certainly going to die in here. I knew i had outstayed my welcome and I was more than surprised that I was still alive. And I wasn't going to push my luck. At all.

It had been three days scince anyone had talked to me, Not that I wanted to be talked to. Yesterday someone came in and fed me. I was persitant that I could do things myself but they did nothing, continuing to feed me. Like seriously, I'm not three.

I was left alone with my thoughts. I was mostly wondering what Harry's motives were for kidnapping me. If his name was actually Harry, where I was, How my mum was coping with the loss of her only child.

Who was I kidding, she absolutely hated me. I wined at the thought.

I was going to go crazy In here.

For the first time in my life, I was desperate to see my Mother's face.

Desperate to crawl into her arms.

I can remember all the moments in my childhood, smiling, laughing. I was truly happy.

I never knew my dad, him and my mum's relationship was kinda a 'One night stand' which of course had to end up in sex. And then my dad completely dissapearing without a trace.

My mum had discovered that she was pregnant a month later.

I can always remember being jealous about the fact that everyone else had a dad. I always wanted one. But I was happy with it being just me and my mum.

Until she started to hate me.

I looked at the scars and bruises on my body, fully well knowing that the collection would being growing pretty soon.

It's surprising how your feelings towards a person can change so quickly. One minute I thought Harry was a nice person just offering a helpless girl a left. But now...

Oh god, I'm so stupid. Literally EVERYONE knows not to go into cars with strangers.

But of course I thought he was just being nice. STUPID. STUPID. STUPID. What was I thinking?!?!?

I regret every bad thing I Said toward my mum. I really really really missed her.

So. So much.

As if on cue, I heard someone outside the door. I tried to scream, but all that came out was a few muffled wimpers.

"Please. Somebody..." I heard myself say. No more tears came out. I had cried them all out.

I began to tence as the door slammed open. It was Harry. I took a deap Breath determined no to cry.

"How is my little cupcake doing?" He asked sweetly. His tone sickened me. I remained silent, not wanting to seam Week whilst in front of him.

"I Said," He repeated, "How are you?" I just stared at him, my eyes wide with fear and confusion. I didn't want to talk to this monster of a man. Well I kinda did, but I knew I would get if I said a word.

Harry hated it when I cried. I didn't want to make him any angrier.


Obviously I had spent to much time thinking over the fact when I was going to talk or not.

"Well if your not going to talk, I'm not either." He turned and left.

I almost screamed for him not to leave, it was really nice to have some company once in a while, I get really bored and lonely in here.

I hated myself for wanting to be in his company. He was just going to hurt me if I cried anyway.

Once more I was left in complete darkness.

Harry's POV

As I left Kassie's room, I fumed with anger, she was going to be punished for her disobedience. I was NOT in a good mood, and the LAST thing I wanted to do was to deal with HER and her obedience problems. BUT if it was going to mean I have no problems with her in the future, then I was more than happy to punish her.

But I had no time to deal with her now, I had WAY better things to do.
I cocncluded that I don't have time for her, I'll just let her starve for a couple days. That will teach her.

But then again, it might be more funny to hurt her.

I quickly shrugged the thought off, I WAS NOT going to do that ever again.

Not after Amelia.

Sweet, beautiful Amelia.

My Amelia.
Authors note:
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