Book 1 of the Moretti Chronicles
PREVIOUSLY KNOWN AS "The Girl Who Walked Into A Bar"
•1st place General Fiction in Star Dazzle Awards
•Best Plot Twist in Star Dazzle Awards
I was so close, so close to coming when a knock on the door interrupted u...
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I haven't slept a wink. Too afraid that if I closed my eyes something bad would happen to me.
I don't know how long I've been locked up down here in this cell, with these men eyeing me.
Ever since I got kidnapped, it's like I have lost track of time. I honestly don't know how long I've been kidnapped for. It could be a week, a month or probably a year. Ok I know that I'm exaggerating, because obviously a year hasn't passed by. Or has it?
Every day I would wake up thinking that this was just a terrible nightmare, that I would wake up from. And every day I would be disappointed as I realized that this is my life now.
Sighing I took a look around my surrounding. It was so cold in here and the lights were dim. The smell was awful; this room had a stench of death. I wonder how many people had died down here. Could I be next?
There was nothing I could do as I sat on the hard concrete floor, awaiting my faith.
Ever since I've been kidnapped, I've done things that I would never in a million years do. But I guess desperate times call for desperate measures.
"You can't keep her locked up in there" I heard a voice say just beyond the door of this prison.
"I can and I will" another voice replied.
Were they talking about me? I mean I was the only girl here from as far as I could tell.
"If you think that it's so unfair of me to lock her up in there, why don't I lock you up too so you can keep each others company" The same voice snapped.
From the tone of that voice, I knew exactly who it belonged to. Emilio. That bastard.
"She just broke a few things that you can easily replace" the voice from before spoke up again.
"It's not about money, it's about respect. Until she learns to respect me and realize who is in charge around here she'll continue to be locked up, until I decide to let her out. And that's final" Emilio spoke. Then I heard some retreating footsteps.
Oh wow. I'm being punished because I fail to respect the man who kidnapped me. Asshole. How can he expect me to respect him while he still holds me hostage?
I will never understand some people.
"What is a pretty little thing like you doing down here?" the disgusting man from the cell across me asked.
I refused to answer his question and this seemed to anger him.
"You answer me when I ask a question you fucking whore!" he exclaimed in anger.
This dude is getting angry at me for not answering his question. Who does he think he is?
"OK. Don't answer me" he backed down, finally leaving me alone.
