I have been locked in this room all my life. It's not too bad I suppose.I have a bathroom, a nice bed; it's pretty big and every once and a while the voice from the vent slides books and paper down.The hardest part of living here is the man. He's loud and very bossy, he is always telling me how to speak, sit, and eat unlike the woman. She's comforting, she says she was just like me and that it gets better.The woman taught me many things over the years; she has taught me how to bathe and brush my hair and teeth. She also taught me how to dress myself and simple common knowledge.The woman is very beautiful. She has long curly, black hair that she always wears in a ponytail that falls down her back, and her skin was a beautiful porcelain complexion, and she has big blue eyes filled with kindness, and with an amazing smile almost always plastered onto her face.She doesn't come by as often anymore, so she must be very busy.Suddenly I heard
He kept dragging me farther up the stairs. The light was too bright, I couldn't see anything. All I see is white I finally ripped my wrist from his grasp and covered my eyes crumpling to the ground so all the light was gone. I began crying from fear and when I felt a soft hand on my back I jumped. "You're okay Chloe, no one is going to hurt you here take these," The woman spoke warmly, passing me something light. I opened my eyes to this weird plastic invention; I stared at them not knowing what they were. She took them out of my hand and opened it up and gently placed them on my face, my ears holding them into place, and making everything a shade darker. "They're sunglasses," She said gently. I took them half way off; everything was too bright again so I left them on. My long brunette hair fell down my thin back, and for once I looked around the room. This room was large with big windows around the back of the room, where the most of the light was coming
Chloe's P.OVStretching with a yawn, I wonder if they will let me out again today.I won't ask of course but I had so much fun yesterday.Carolyn came in smiling with a leather jacket, and dark blue jean shorts and a black tank top draped over her arm."Alright, let's get you dressed," She said, piling the clothes onto the chair beside me.She waited until I was dressed and she told me to sit on my bed, she picked up a hair brush and she began to brush the knots out of my hair.It hurt quite a bit because I haven't brushed my hair in a while, from the top of my head to the tips and back again.I winced a couple of times from how big the knots were, but after a few minutes my hair was fully brushed out, my dark brunette hair was long enough to touch my waist.She held my hair underneath and pushed it up in the beginning of a ponytail, and twisted on the top of my head as tight as my head would go and put in e
The girl 'Lucey' came back with our meals. She placed mine in front of me; which had bacon, French toast, and two hash browns.Then she placed everyone's plates in front of them and then sat beside Colby pushing me into the wall.I stayed quiet and ate my meal as they talked among themselves.I looked backover at Lucey, her red fiery hair was wild around her face, which was paler than mine; I didn't think it was possible.Her blue eyes were piercing and full of life, Lucey looked at Colby the way Colby looked at me, making me uncomfortable."Lucey, I'd like you to introduce you to Chloe," Colby spoke with a gigantic smile plastered onto his face. "-And Chloe, this is my best friend Lucey." I smiled and said a courteous hello."Oh right, Bride-To-Be or whatever right, it's nice to meet you," Lucey said loosely.What did she mean by '
"It's a secret," He said with a wink, making me giggle with anticipation.Our seat-belts were on, and we were off onto the road again.This is the first time I can genuinely say I'm having the time of my life, all the little life's luxuries were being held out to me for once.I'm going to take as much as I can get, at least until I'm locked back into that jail cell I call a room.Taking advantage, hell yeah I am. Eighteen years and this the first time I got to play, back in that room the only play time I had was reading books about the adventures I could have had if I wasn't locked up in that dark awful place.We slowed down in front of an 'Ice cream shop' I had never heard of.I know you lick it to eat it but that's basically it.I looked back at Colby who was looking like a child behind the steering wheel he was jumping up and down, repeating; "Ice cream, ice cream, ice cream,"
"What the hell happened?" Alistair spat at me loudly making me cringe into the corner. His face was red and his eyes were bulging out of his head glaring at me. "I don't know," I lied, I didn't want to be a part of this, I was good. If I'm good there's no beating, I learned that a couple years ago. Waiting for it I flinched. "Oh no, I'll get you when we get home, now get your ass to the car and I'll meet you out there after I see my son." Alastair said in a low sneer. Out of fear all I did was nod and run out the scary doors towards the car. Remembering Colby's cigarettes were in his unlocked car not too far away from this one, I took a quick glance toward the hospital, ran towards Colby's door, opened it grabbed a cigarette from the package from the glove box with the lighter and shut the car door and ran back towards Alastair's. I carefully put both the cigarette and the lighter in my pocket and waited for him to show
Chloe's P.O.V Pain, yet comfortable. The room was spinning at the same time I felt I was laying on clouds. I looked down realizing I wasn't in my own bed and I was changed into a dress, but who changed me? I began to panic and suddenly the doors flew open making me jump hiding back under the covers. "It's okay Chloe, it's only me," Colby's voice echoed through my head. I still felt really dizzy. I looked out from under the blankets and in his hands was a trayful of food; orange juice and pancakes bacon and even eggs with two small bowls of ice cream on the side as well as two plates. "I figured you would be hungry, and thought we could eat together," He said nervously. I nodded slowly, which was a bad idea because it made my head spin more, nearly making me fall over. Colby put down the tray next to me and sat on the other side piling food on a plate before passing it to me. "Thank you," I said shyly.
Colby's P.O.V The light up above over our heads are making her bruises more prominent, and people around us were beginning to stare. The booth was secluded but they were watching from afar. "Can I get the two of you anything to drink?" The waitress asked for her face in her note book ready to write down our order. "Can we get your finest rose', please?" I asked with a smile. "Alright, coming right up," She said scribbling in the notebook with a fake smile and gave Chloe a side glance. I took Chloe's hand gently in mine with a small smile, and her smile could light up the sky. That's what hurts the most, no matter how much she hurts, the way she looks at me, and only me never changes no matter what my family has done to her. The thought made me sick as she rubbed the back of my hand with her fingertips. "Thank you for taking me away from that place," She said quietly. "I don't like them eit
“That’s probably Jason’s fault.” Hayley replied, turning on her turning signal. “Why do you say that?” I asked, furrowing my eyebrows. “Remember before we left when your mom said Jason ‘used’ to be in the military?” She reitterated. “Yeah, what about it?” I asked again, breathing out smoke. “You put a gun in that guy's hands, and all of a sudden he thinks nothing can touch him. He stopped listening to orders and began to be a risk to his platoon. His C.O decided it might be best if he was dismissed from his duties for the past year now, or, should I say, at least before we met you.” She says continuing to drive down the next street. “You’ve known me for eight months now, which means he must have been let go twelve months ago?” I say, keeping an eye on the cop car behind us. “Yeah, give or take that.” She nodded; her blue eyes kept flickering in her rearview mirror. “We are getting close to the grocery store, you think we will pull this off?” “Again, we don’t have much of a cho
Chloe’s P.O.VI made my way slowly out onto the balcony, I needed fresh air. I haven’t heard from Colby or Jason in hours, and I can’t call them again, but right now I don’t know if any of them are dead or alive.I leaned against the metal bars I could feel the staples in my abdomen pulling, I took a deep breath. I heard the balcony door open and close behind me. “I know there’s a lot of stress right now, but is there anything I can do to ease it a bit?”Hayley questioned, leaning sideways onto the balcony bars, I thought for a moment. “Actually, there mighty be. Call Hayden.” I say, nodding. “Wait, are you sure thats a good idea?” You could hear the doubt in her voice. “Regardless of him not listening to orders, he is still good with combat and a gun.” I said, taking a cigarette from the pack, lighting it between my lips inhaling the smoke.“It's just that, we haven't really heard from him since that night with Lucy.” Hayley trails off.“What are you talking about? He was supposed
“Are you insane?” I whispered to Jason urgently in my voice.“We gotta get rid of them.” He whispered back.“No, keep your head down and keep your mouth shut. They'll leave, just watch.” I nodded toward the men around the corner.Sure enough they continued to walk, a phone started going off.“Yeah, what?” One of the boys said.“We were just about finished our rounds.” He continued, we couldn't hear who was on the other end.“Yeah, no sight of Colby yet.”“What's he saying?” The other guy beside him asked.“We gotta do another round.” The one on the phone replied.“You gotta be joking.” the other commented.I looked at Jason, his hand around the butt of the gun, it was like he was just itching to spill blood.“Wait, you want us to meet you where? –Yeah alright Jasp, yeah old gas station? Okay, yeah we will meet you there.”My blood ran cold, and I looked at Jasper's face, it looked as if the blood ran from his face, he was as pale as a ghost. Jasper, is on their side?I could hear their
Chloe's p.o.v A part of me knew, the last I know the better but not knowing was slowly driving me crazy. “Chloe dear, you must calm down.” My mother says sitting on the edge of the couch in our livingroom. Hayley was in the kitchen making tea, I on the other hand is pacing the room, I told the police half truths meaning they were also half lies and thinking about that is making me anxious. “I can’t.” I say biting the nail on my thumb. “Okay but can you at least sit down, you gave birth only six hours ago, if you keep pacing like this you will rip your stitches. “I don’t care about the stitches, I care about my family coming back safe.” I realized I said that more harshly then I intended, so I sat down in the chair beside the coffee table. “I know how terrifying this is, your father didn’t want to wait for the police to bring you home either.” She says softly. I looked down and bit my lower lip before speaking. “Why did you?” “We had your brother to care for too, we couldn
All I heard over the phone was nothing but a click indicating she hung up, I sighed and pulled a harsh corner off of the freeway and onto a street. Continuously looking in my rearview mirror seeing if I lost them yet, nope red and blue lights shined brighter as the afternoon was turning to evening. "In Hayley's shitty car I don't think we are going to lose them." Jason says, annoyance filled his voice and I pressed on the gas as hard as it would let me. You could hear the thumping of the engine and the steering wheel was almost impossible to control, veering side to side as if I had a few too many to drink but I still held on. As I said before nothing will get in my way, not even these law abiding cops who didn't learn when to quit. There was a voice of the cop in the magnaphone. "Pull over or we will shoot." I didn't obey, I didn't stop or slow down. I had to get there and soon because if I don't kill us, Chloe will if I don't bring the twins home safe and sound, I wouldn't sto
There were neatly lined cans of soup on the shelf. He could make a run for it. When I was close enough, I gazed over at Jason, knowing what I was thinking. He nodded, letting me take the lead. "Hurry the fuck up, I don't have all day!" He kept eyeing the door. If at any moment he'll get caught by the cops red handed, and here they don't ask questions, they shoot first. The woman behind the cash opened the drawer, taking out the bills, fifties, twenty's, tens and fives, tears soaking her cheeks, hiccuping her panicked sobs. I stood up and grabbed him into a headlock. Any wrong move. I could break his neck with one twist of my arm, if inevitable. The man tried to free himself from my grasp, cashier was screaming and cowering with her hands protecting her head. He shot off the gun twice missing me by a quarter of an inch and the second just whizzed past the cashier's head as the glass casing behind her smashed into splintering shards everywhere, she screamed in fear and pain when g
Chloe's P.O.V I stood there breathless as I went face first into a police officer's chest. I stepped back trying to hold back the surprise, letting him into the room. "Are you the woman with the missing babies?" I can't lie or I'd be seen as an accomplice. "Yes I am." Letting worry fill my voice, my hands laced together anxiously. "When was the last time you saw them?" The more brute officer asked, his hand lazily on his gun holt. I eyed my mother for support before answering. "I, I didn't." Something hard was in my throat, something I couldn't swallow. "You don't know?" The man asked, raising a condescending eyebrow and folded his arms. "She was out cold, they were born prematurely due to unforeseen circumstances." My mother says, coming to my rescue, and wrapping her arm around my shoulders. "Is this true?" The man didn't seem to believe me, what mother would lie about their child? "Officer, I would never lie about my babies going missing, instead of asking so many que
Chloe's P.O.V That wretched woman has twins, and I remember the first time I met her, she was almost as bad as Alistair. Her white curly hair and barely wrinkled face made me shiver. She used to tell Alistair to beat me more, that I had to learn more discipline, and show more respect. Everyday she stayed I had gotten beat at least once a day and instead of my meals once a day I got food maybe once every three days that month. I remember the fight Carolynn and Alistair had the last night she was around, it was the first time Carolynn stood up for me, at the time I didn't really understand why I was getting hurt and barely fed, I was only four or five at the time. I held Hayley's phone tightly in the palm of my hand seething with anger, any tighter the screen would crack. "Chloe, are you alright dear?" I turned towards the woman who gave birth to me. "No, and until they are safe I won't be." I admitted, passing Hayley her phone back. My mother nodded, if anyone could understand
The streets filled with the sound of screeching tires and the smell of burning rubber, into the alley. Three cars, a silver Nissan, a white Toyota and one I wasn't expecting, a red mustang. The red mustang was my brothers and that didn't make sense to me. I stopped just short enough not to hit the Nissan, and two men came out. Camino, and Dee. The two out of three triplets that worked for my father, the only difference between the three is that Camino has a deep scar straight across his chubby face. He came up to my window and I rolled it down. "Damn it Colby what the fuck are you driving?" Camino questioned as he spat chewing tobacco over his shoulder. "Where are they Camino?" I asked, as I got out of the car. "I don't know what you're talking about man." Camino says moving his tongue over his teeth getting off the sticky tobacco. "You're a fucking lier." I hollard making my way to the abandoned unit behind him. "We can't let you in Colby, boss's orders." Dee says placing a