He returned later that night, smelling of liquor and sweat. He stumbled into the bathroom and I shivered where I lay in the bed, sometimes he was a bastard when he drank and sometimes he just passed out I never really knew which I was going to be dealing with.
He came out of the bathroom and a huge grin split his face. "Well sonofabitch, how did you get in here gorgeous? " He slurred. " Are you the present the boys were talking about?"
Shit. He's really fucking out of it. Goddammit. I thought suddenly pissed off at those morons downstairs especially Erickson.
He stumbled across the room and over to where I lay. "Well darlin' the boys really know me cause you are one gorgeous creature." He sat down heavily and leaned down to put his face in my neck. The next sound I heard was a muffled snore.
Oh thank god, he passed out. I pushed him off me and scooted as far away as the bed allowed. Maybe I should go to Erickson maybe he'll take me away from here. I thought. I sighed and rolled over facing my body away from the drunk bastard that was also in the bed.
I heard a quiet knock and Erickson 's voice whisper through the door "Come out its me."
I had to make a choice but which choice? Leave and risk being caught or stay and wait for the bastard to wake up?
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Teen FictionI was taken from my bed and forced to stay with the sadistic Alarik. They took everything I had and everything I was. I have no name. No family, And no one is looking for me. Can I stay alive and remember everything I lost or will I lose even more...
