《The Kidnapped Orphan》James The Hero.
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I wink at Kay, to let her know I have no interest in Joe whatsoever. She nods slowly and stands there awkwardly.
"Joe..um..don't lock Kayleigh up, let her watch movies with us." I plead, dragging Joseph and Kay with me into the lounge.
"No. Remember, she's the punishment, she needs to get her ass back in that dungeon now before I make her." He shouts, crossing his arms.
"Ugh." I moan, walking away into the lounge. "And get a shirt on too." I angrily demand, throwing the DVD controller on the sofa.
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Kayleigh's POV
I was terrified. I wonder how Daisy was feeling right now, being stuck in a room with a weird, teacher kidnapper person thing and watching movies with him. I wouldn't. Why was he being kind to Daisy and taking out all the stuff on me? I'm not some toy..
He grabs my arm, violently and tugs me into the dungeon, grabbing two metal chains and throwing me into the corner.
"Ouch." I painfully say, but quietly.
I couldn't keep my eyes off his perfect body. He looked stunning, like an angel, but a devil in disguise. Why was he doing this?
"Why did you take me?" I ask quietly, still in pain.
"Because you know." He says, wrapping the chain around my body.
"Know what!" I yell, having enough of him.
"That I kidnapped Daisy, bitch!" He shouts, pulling harder at the chains.
I clinch in pain and agony. He could stop the blood flowing around my body, the way he tugs and tightens the chains with his almighty strength.
"Stop." I cry, trying to pull away the chains that were squeezing my arms.
"Shut up then." He threatens, gagging me and grabbing a knife.
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"What are you going to do with that?" I fearfully whisper.
"You'll see." He smirks, walking closer to me.
"Please don't." I whisper.
He grabs my bruised arm and starts to cut down the arm, blood flowing out.
"OUCH!" I scream.
I cry and shout, telling him to stop but in his eyes, I can tell that he's enjoying every moment, abusing me. Why can't Daisy hear me? I wanted to shout her, but what would Joseph do to me? Stab me? Even kill me?
"I'm done. But I'll be back." He whispers in my ear, throwing the knife on the bed and locking the door.
It's horrible. I just wish I could get out of this place!
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James' POV
I run back to the police station, excited that I could earn Daisy back. But where was Kayleigh?
"Officer!" I shout at the man holding a bunch of files, walking into the frightful building.
"How can I help you, sir?" He asks, concentrating on the door.
I open it and smile politely.
"I know where Delilah Smith is." I tell, walking next to him.
"You do?" He asks, suddenly stopping.
I nod, gulping. He hands his files to an officer that walks past and we run to the office.
"I know where Delilah is! She's in a house on South Street!" I shout in excitement.
"What number, we'll send our officers to the house."
"Number 5." I say, shaking..
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D..D..DDDDD!!!!! *dramatic dance* *dramatic spotlight*
So, is Joseph found out and arrested while Kayleigh and Daisy are safe or will something bad happen?
Ugh. School.
BYEEEEEE!
~Eireann!!!!!!
I've just realised how short these chapters are. :/
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