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"i dont have a choice do i" y/n sighed just kinda hanging in there. lila let out a laugh but y/n wasnt in the mood for jokes.
"look, im sorry-" "dont even" y/n rolled her eyes done trying to hear her out even if she hadnt spoke yet. sure she helped her escape in the end but without lila none of this would have happened. or wouldnt have been this bad.
when y/n asked why she did it, why lila did everything, caused all this. the girl had no answer. she stayed quiet thinking of what to say. but nothing came to mind.
"fine, i dont know why. okay but the real world hit me like train and i regret the lying and everything. i just wanted to be loved by someone yknow" she shrugged. "your parents also told me on the way home from adopting me that they would send me back if i wasnt mean to you. yeah they really dont like you" she laughed. y/ns mind was split. on one hand she knew her parents would do that but on the other lila could just be manipulating her again.
as a wise someone once said, forgive but never forget. so y/n just gently nodded along as she listened to lila try to validate her actions. "LILA GET AWAY FROM Y/N" our mother yelled from the kitchen.
"just leave" was all the teen said. the lila nodded rolling her eyes slightly and sighing before leaving.
for the next 6 hours while the rest of her family slept y/n hung on the wall her muscles cramping and aching. her phone buzzed and rung a couple times all so could do was listen. she was to exhausted to try to move and to alert to be able to fall asleep.
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the birds started chirping as a small amount of light seeped through the blocked windows of the office. y/ns parents were peacefully sitting on a dusty couch as lila made their breakfast. "hurry up dear, we're wasting away over here" angela says sarcastically.
"mhm" was all she replied carrying the plates over to the 2 adults. instead of sitting and eating there they carried the plates into the office to greet their other daughter. when they walked in they were shocked to see y/n had managed to get one of her hands out of the handcuffs. it gave her enough room to be able to sink to the floor on her knees. however her dislocated sore shoulder was the one still in handcuffs making the position all that more uncomfortable.
the girl was passed out draped to the side, bruises and dust painted her body as her mind was shutting down. she didnt want to experience this she wanted to be gone. "wake up slob" her father said as they sat down.
"brat, get up" he threw a book at her. nothing. angela and michael shared a look before walking over to the girl. in her hand was her phone. an active call with 911.
"WHY WOULD YOU LEAVE THE PHONE IN HERE YOU DUMBASS" angela yelled snatching the phone. "come on we have to go" she stormed out of the room. "LILA-"
micheal sighed grabbing the chains and retying y/n up before slinging the unconscious girl over his shoulder. on his way out of the office he "accidently" knocked her head on the door frame. the family of 4 rushed to their car as they heard sirens getting closer.
lizzies pov
i was drinking the strongest coffee we had in the house waiting for the police to call me back with updates. the sound of my phone ringing pulled me from my thoughts making me jump. i flipped it over only for disappointment to flood my face as it was just MK. ill call her back later.
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my phone starts ringing again but this time its ashley i let it ring as i stare forward drinking the steaming drink. and now for the 3rd time my phone buzzes and finally it was the police.
"hi is this miss olsen" a female officer askes.
"y-yeah, any updates"
"yeah, we've received a 911 call from y/n and we pinpointed the location to just off the highway in an industrial area, we suggest you are the one to come get y/n so we've sent a parole vehicle to pick you up as our offices are already on their way to their warehouse" she explained. i started crying knowing i was going to get her back but scared at what state she could be in.
i left the house walking down to the gate to wait for the person. soon enough a cop car pulled up and i got in the passenger side.
y/n pov
when i regained consciousness again there was a throbbing in my head and an ache all over. as i opened my eyes black dots floated around but i saw we were back in the car. lila was in the front seat as my mother again sat next to me. i heard the sirens first and then felt how fast the car was moving.
i looked out the window and saw as the cars passed in a blur. my father recklessly driving through the lanes. i felt as my heart started beating faster and faster he swerved around cars taking random exits before getting on the highway again. literally just doing anything to get the police off our tail.
after what felt like ages and my nausea only growing eventually we lost them. my parents were still going quite fast when i got an idea. this could definitely end very badly but its better then wherever my parents are taking me and better than whatever they plan to do with me.
i waited until we were driving next to the grass and my 'family' were busy talking before -god i hope this works- i pushed open the door attempting to just jump out, tuck and roll but my foot got caught on the seatbelt...
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