Why do my head and hands hurt so much, it feels as if a train ran over me and this soreness I feel on my knees is almost unbearable.

I hiss blinking my eyes shut from the light shining directly at my face, I blink open my eyes twice trying to get used to the intense sunlight shining into the room from the window.

Where am I?, I twirl my head round with a puzzled gaze, my stomach churned with fear.

The places look more like an abandoned basement than a room, with broken furniture, and nails everywhere with dust and spider web at every corner and hiding places of this room.

A small bed with torn dirt brown sheets was placed on a broken headboard close to the wall.

The blue colors of the wall wash away leaving a little hint of blue behind, the fan on the ceiling covered with dust the ceiling having holes and dirt.

This place looks desolate and unsafe, who is behind this? What does he/she want with me?.

I sigh knowing I have to wait for all these questions to be answered or I could just keep trying to get out of this rope tied around my wrist holding me to both hands of the chair.

I tug harshly on the rope wincing as the rope bit my wrist, trying three more times after a failed attempt I try pulling the rope around my ankle yet another failed attempt.

"Wow she finally decides to wake," a voice says behind me startling me, I try turning towards the door but the ropes keep me from looking towards this voice" I was starting to think the drugs was too much for your system to take in," says the voice sounding more like a man's voice as he approaches me.

I gasp shocked immediately the owner of the voice comes into my sight of view " Blake Jackson ?" I ask confused.

Let me refresh your memory of who Blake Jackson is.

Blake Jackson went to the same high school as me and had a crush on me back then, he looks just the same as when we met at the bus stop except for the curly black hair looking longer and bags under his eyes.

"Correct, I know you must be surprised with the different questions running through your mind," he says placing a stool and a tray containing a plate covered with a lid and a bottle of water beside me before pulling another stool in front of me.

He laughs lightly at my intense gaze on him before taking a seat" ride on with the questions I am here to answer every question" he says with a smug look with his hands crossed over his broad chest.

"What going on? what is this place? and why am I here?" I ask confused and frustrated with this obnoxious guy.

"Sweetheart you have to ask your question one at a time," he says slowly with a raised eyebrow.

Taking a deep breath with my eyes closed before replying in a more calm manner" Blake Jackson why am I here?" I ask meeting his eyes with a glare.

"Always so feisty but that what I love about you," he says with a mischievous smile before bringing his face a few inches away from mine making me push a little backward" I brought you here to carry out my revenge on your father," He says maliciously with a cold stare.

"What are you saying?" I question trying not to qualm under his gaze.

He replies with a half-smile before returning to his previous position on his seat" your father was the reason my Dad was put into prison and when he couldn't take being there he took his life leaving me a four years old boy and my pregnant mother all alone to live in poverty" He explains malignly.

Sweat ran down my face as I gaze away from him feeling overwrought" What?" I whisper before meeting his eyes with uncertainty" I don't know what your plan is, so leave me out of your lies"

"My plans?. I plan to make your father pay for every tear of my mother after losing my father" he says sounding vehement.

I laugh without humor" my Dad wouldn't send your father to jail if he didn't commit a crime" I say confidently.

My father is an honest businessman who cares about loyalty and he would never do something without a good reason that I am sure of" I have a question for you" I say confidently.

He waves his hand telling me to go on" why now, I mean why are you carrying out your revenge and using me his unwanted daughter as bait?"

"Unwanted" he repeats the word like it was the most stupid thing to say" your father does not think of you as his unwanted daughter but rather he cares and loves you" I stare at him indifferently.

"You know he put me in charge of your safety after sending you out of his home, he made sure I stayed close by without being seen" he explains before pulling his phone out.

" enough of this let's move on to the first phase of my revenge," he says cutting me off from speaking while twirling his phone between his fingers" I am going to call your Dad right now and I am going to give you a few seconds to speak with him, okay?" He says dialing his number before putting it on the loudspeaker.

I stare at him silently with my mind running crazily with questions that I can't seem to find an answer to or find logical proof to.

"Blake what going on I am hearing news of my daughter missing" comes the familiar voice of my dad bringing me back to my surrounding" I pay you to give me information on my daughter 24/7," he says angrily

I watch Blake patiently waiting for his reply" Mr.Dante the tables are turned I call the shot now not you" he says mouthing 'don't you dare speak a word" to me gaining an intense glare from me.

"Send me information about Shiloh right now," he says sounding frustrated and stressed out.

"Shiloh is with me right now. Come on say something to your Dad" he urges bringing the phone closer to me.

I glib nervously not knowing what to do, it's been so long I heard his voice" Shiloh are you alright?" He asks sounding worried.

"N..no am not, I am so confused, what going on?" I ask blinking back the tears.

He turns off the loudspeaker before placing the phone on his ear" The only way you can ever see your daughter safe is by following my every order carefully"

"I will text you the address and my request right now and I am giving you only three days, no calling the cops or your daughter dies," he says before hanging up.

"How dare you do this to me and my family," I say with disdain lacing my words before taking a deep breath " okay just let me call Chole and know how my son Is doing "

"You are not in the best position to make any request of me," he says placing the stool with the tray between us before opening the lid.

I stare at the plate of rice and beef as my stomach growls in hunger since I haven't eaten anything.

"So it's time you eat something nice," he says putting the spoon which contains rich in between my closed lips.

I move my head away getting him frustrated" Don't want to eat?, okay no problem let move to the second phase of my plan" he says bringing my phone out of his back pocket" I am going to video call Chance with your phone and tell him what going on"

"What? no, what does he have to do with all this" I protest as he stands behind me putting the phone in front of us while waiting for Chance to pick" Blake you Can't involve him in this "

"Shiloh keep shut" he pulls my hair lightly making me hiss from the pain.

" Shiloh what the f**k where are you," Chance says sounding sombre " what going on where are you, everyone is worried"

"Hey Chance," Blake says before I could reply" look at you, it is so long man.

"What? Shiloh what are you doing with him" he says his eyes flicking between me and Blake.

I stare at him watching him run his hand through his disheveled looking mad before replying" he kidnapped me"

"You see Chance Cristain I have her tied up to a chair right now and the only way for you to see her safe is by following my every order," he says before moving my hair to my left shoulder and placing a light kiss on my neck.

I try wriggling out of his grip feeling irritated by his lips on me" get off her I promise to do anything and everything you ask" he says with a stern expression.

"That great I will text you the details and don't you dare call the cops," he says hanging up" now that is done I have other plans to make," he says putting my phone into his back pocket before bending in front of me" you know I have always loved and I still do"

He tucks a strand behind my ear before placing a kiss on my cheek making me flinch back" Don't touch me, you sick bastard"

He laughs in mockery while standing" if you are ready to eat just call me I will be outside" he says walking towards the door.

"You can't leave me like this, this rope hurts" I yell squirming on the chair to get his attention.

"Yeah, deal with it" I groan angrily.

I can't believe this, O God what I am to do now, I just hope my baby is doing okay.

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