ELI:
It's been days since Nadia was taken. I can't believe that we've just let her get taken again, she doesn't deserve this she doesn't deserve us, more like we don't deserve her.
We were all in separate parts of the house, I was in my room, Nico was in the games room, Alexei was down at the gym, Noah was in his room, Dad was in his office, Mom was in their room and Antonio was in his room.
I'm so mad at myself for letting her be taken from us. I should have gone with her, I thought she was safe. Dad texted into the family mafia group chat that Nadia isn't in, telling us to come down to the sitting room, we have two, a mafia business group chat and a family group chat.
We all walked down to the sitting room and Dad started the meeting. "Right, Nadia's foster parents are still alive, they faked their deaths and they now have Nadia back and we need to get her back from them" I was fuming, he knew they were still alive?
Before I could say anything, Nico interrupted me. "What about her phone?" He asked. We all turned to him with a small confused looks on our faces. Before realising what Nico meant.
I pulled out my phone and saw that Nadia had her location on, I smiled and showed Dad the phone. He smiled and picked up the phone.
We're coming for you, Nadia.
NADIA:
My body is in pain, I can't feel anything, I am hungry, tired, and in pain and I can't breathe properly. Mike has hurt me a lot in the past few days, he still hasn't found my phone and I hope he doesn't.
I was lying on the floor of a warehouse? I couldn't even tell anymore. I hope my family know where I am, I can't handle this anymore, I want to be back home with my family. I want to feel safe again.
I hope Eli remembered about the location on my phone because if he did then hopefully my family will be here soon. I don't want to go through any more pain or suffering all because my foster family hates me.
I heard my foster father walk down the stairs of the warehouse, and I instantly knew I was a goner, I didn't know what he was going to do, but I didn't like the menacing look on his face. He walked over to me and knelt down beside me.
"You're in for a hell of a ride because I contacted some of my old friends, so they'll be here soon" My face paled and I felt like I was gonna get sick, his friends treated me as badly as he did so I knew I was going to be dead before my family can find me.
It's been a few hours since Mike came down and from the ruckus upstairs, I knew his friends were here, one by one, they came down and had their fun with me, they tortured me and beat me, but none of them went any further
My body was weak and in pain, and I heard another sound of footsteps walking down. I said silently, crying because I couldn't handle it anymore. The person walked down was a boy my age, I couldn't see who was properly until they came closer to me and my breath got caught in my throat.
"Lucas?" he was an old friend of mine before my foster parents faked their death and I moved. Lucas always looked out for me, and when he found out about what my foster parents were doing, he wanted to tell the guards, but I told him not to I didn't want him getting in trouble with Mike.
Lucas slowly walk towards me, and I tried to shuffle away, I don't want to feel the pain of his punches, knowing that he used to be my friend. As soon as my back hit the wall. I couldn't go anywhere else so I had to endure the pain.
Lucas slowly walk towards me and knelt down, looking at my face. With pity, he quickly turned his head to see if anyone is at the door before turning back. "I promise I'm not gonna hurt you whatsoever. I'm here to help. Eli somehow got in contact with me and told me about where are you were so when I heard my dad talking to my mum about him going up for a meeting with Mike, I asked to go and here I am, your family are on their way, they're going to save you from here, but just so I won't get my ass beaten, just trust me" he explained.
I didn't know what he was going to do until he brought his hands up close to our faces, and smacked them together forcefully, I gasped, not realising what he was going to do, Lucas quickly stood up and walked to the door again. "Don't talk back to me you little bitch" He yelled and kept winking at me, so I knew he was only joking.
After he left, he was the last person out of mikes friends to have their fun with me. My body was in pain and tired and I just wanted to torture to end.
After a few gruelling hours, I heard a ruckus upstairs, knowing that it wasn't mikes friends, I heard gunshots go off and people yelling to 'get on the floor' or to 'put your hands up'
I smiled, knowing it was my family
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Nadia is saved!! But what do you guys think of Lucas?