"just because your famous now doesn't mean you disrespect and leave your parents, come on y/n we took care of you for years. disciplining you, teaching you, helping you. and this is what we get back in return. wow just wow" my father shakes his head sliding the all to familiar metal rings onto his fingers.

i was shaking in the floor. in the back of my head i knew i could dodge and fight fairly good but right now i forgot all of that. right now i wanted to be at home with my mum.

i didn't answer him and that seemed to make him more mad. he slammed his foot down on my shoulder i was to distracted by the popping sound that i didn't notice my mother coming back into the room with rope and handcuffs that's when something clicked inside of me and i scrabbled away from them.

"oh your not escaping again sweetheart. your never leaving. this is where you'll die so get used to your surroundings" my father laughed stalking closer to me with a rope. no matter what i did to try and stop him nothing seemed to affect him.

the man wrapped the rope around my already binded hands tying me to the metal bars on the office window.

so now stuck in a standing position i stood helplessly not being able to talk or move my mind began to shut down.

what happened next was all a blur. the faces, the weapons, the words, but not the pain. no the pain stuck with me.

spider on the mother fucking walls pov

i lived bitches. i did not die that day the horrid officer attempted to kill me. i was simply flung into a dark drawer. maybe had a slight concussion and broken leg but look at me now.

anyway. once again i was stuck watching helplessly as y/ns father took off his belt using it to whip the poor girl in the abdomen countless times.

y/n was bawling her eyes out her screams muffled by the tape over her mouth. if only i was a venomous spider.

i do not wish to repeat the events of what happened next. unethical, disgusting things happened. things no one should ever have to endure. the amount of pain this small girl was in already was enough.

once her father left and y/n was left bloodied bruised angela came in with her own lunch going to sit across from the almost unconscious girl.

"god you've gotten fat" was her first comment "living with celebrities really changed you y/n. you used to be nice and helpful and caring but now your a cold little bitch that appreciates nothing" her mother continued to gaslight the girl until she had finished eating her lunch.

as soon as y/n was alone in the room she broke. i mean completely broke down the look in her eyes was painful. it hurt to look at her. the girls shoulder was quite clearly dislocated her ankle was broken on some weird angle her eyes bloodshot and red.

sadly i knew this was just the beginning of what was in store. where's that lady she got helped by last time.

y/ns pov

i didn't want to go through this. not again. i barely processed what happened last time and now it's all happening again.

i was in pain but i also felt numb and i couldn't move my arm. standing on my foot hurt and i could barely hold my head up let alone keep my eyes open.

dahlias pov

i left my bathroom going to sit on my bed as y/n opened the door for which ever cast member was coming home. but i didn't recognise the voice. maybe there's a new member she hasn't told me about.

but then i heard crashing and grunting and i knew something was wrong. i called out to y/n but she didn't respond. it was kinda black like she had stuffed the phone in a pocket.

after a couple slams and stuff the phone was brought out into the light and i saw an angry looking woman

she quickly ended the call but i knew who she was. there was the resemblance. y/ns parents found her.

after getting over my own fear for her i called lizzie's number. hopefully she wasn't filming.

"hi this is scarlett speaking" i heard scarlett answer clearly lizzie wasn't at her phone.

"scarlett, it's dahlia i need you to get lizzie now." i said panicked.

"she's on set what's happened" i hear her still getting out of her chair walking somewhere.

"i- i think y/ns parents found her" i paused and she stopped "we were on call and they broke in. they've taken her scar"

i heard nothing else other than her running. "CUT" she yelled stepping onto the set in a hurry. the produces i could hear arguing in the background but right now scar was in tears talking to lizzie.

"liz they got her" she said breathing shallowly. "y/ns parents are back" i herd lizzie start having a panic attack or at least what i thought was one.

scarlett's pov

i was trying to eat my chicken wings when lizzie's phone started calling. i didn't have time to check the name before i just picked it up.

bla bla bla

i ran to the set i knew lizzie was rehearsing on getting costumes and lighting right etc. and ran straight into their scene over to the now red head.

"liz. they got her" i said in a panic grabbing her shoulders. "y/ns parents are back" i saïd and i could tell she stopped breathing. her hand flew to her chest as the air stopped going in.

"what. h-how" she panicked " it's my fault isn't it i should've just kept her on set till we were done. she was safe here. i shouldn't have left her alone" she kept rambling

"lizzie i need you to breathe okay, she will be okay we can check the cameras find the license plate and track it okay. but we can't do that if you pass out okay. so breathe woman" i tried to make the situation that little bit better and she smiled slightly getting her breathing under control.

"i promised to keep her safe"