*Warning This chapter still contains content that might trigger some. Such as RAPE and SEXAUL ASSULT*

Maya's POV:

I wake up with a pounding headache. Opening my eyes feels like I'm getting shot but I still mange to do it. I look at my naked body and see blood down my thighs. I can't believed I just got raped. I let the tears flow down my face, shortly after it turns into a waterfall. I feel so sick to my stomach. I look around for my tee shirt only to find it like 10 feet in front of me. That may not seem like a lot but in my situation it is a lot. This all just seems so fake. Like it's not actually real. Yesterday I was eating my favorite now I'm in a dirty basement, praying to God that I get out. I don't know what I'm going to do if I get... pregnant. I'm on birth control because of my periods but I'm still scared. I don't even know what happened after I passed out. 

I pull at my chains trying to get closer to my tee shirt in case they come back. 

Duh they're going to come back idiot. What do you think this is some stupid book?

A voice in my head reminds me. I reach my tee shirt and almost scream from the pain in my lower abdomen. I mange to pull my shirt closer to my and wrap it around my chest.  Why do I keep damn crying? 

Calm down. You actually have something to cry about this time.

I do have something to cry about, but I need to get out of here first. I know my dad is looking for me and it's only a matter of time before he finds my body, not me. I go to pull on the chains and here someone coming down the stairs. I quickly pull my shirt off of me as much as I hate too and pretend I'm 'asleep'. 

"Damn it, she's still unconscious. How hard did you pound her" the man whose name I still don't know shouts. I feel him getting closer and closer to me. "Come on, wake up" I try my best to not move. "Was up bitch" he yells. I still manage not to move. Then he slaps me....and I flinch and open my eyes. "Finally" he grumbles under his breath. "Okay heres the deal. I want your little boyfriend and your dad to watch me kill you. I have two options record it and send it to them blah blah kinda boring, orrrrrrr have them 'find you' and then see me kill you. Which one do you like? I mean you are the customer. I like the second option lets go with that" he says smiling at me and looking at my body. 

"mhm" I just hum in response not giving in to his dumb games. I am 99.9% sure that my dad will find me and I'll be fine, but there's always that .01% that my life could end. Even if it does, I think I'm okay with that. Yeah I'm young, but I've go to do so much in these past couple months. I am going to die a virgin though, damn it. Yeah, I got raped but that don't count. It sounds like I'm being insensitive but I've just came to terms that theres nothing I can do about it now. It already happened. If I die, which I hope doesn't happen but I can already feel my body getting weaker and its only been like two days I think. I'm just happy I got to fall in love. I never though I would experience it that. I'm thankful it was him. I wish he knew that. "I have a question" I say making eye contact with this demon.

"Yes?"

"Can I please write two notes, One to my dad and one to Jackson" I really need to let Jackson know how I feel and I want to say goodbye to my dad. I know Jackson will blame himself for this and I NEED to let him know this wasn't his fault.

"That's a great idea, it will make the grieving process so much better. They'll blame themselves." he says smiling evil. I hate this man. "I'll be back, I go get you some paper"he smiles at me. Does this creep ever stop smiling? I just nod my head as he walks away. I pull my shirt to my chest as soon as he leaves. God, I sound pathetic. 

He comes back down around five minutes later and allowed me to put my shirt down and unchains one hand for writing. He also promised not to read them, but I'm not an idiot. He leaves after he gets me situated and I start writing my letter to my dad first. 

     Dear Dad,

I don't even know where to begin. You've done everything for me since birth. I don't know if I'm going to die. I hope I won't, but I've accepted it if I do. Don't blame yourself. They was planning this. It was going to happen sooner or later. Sorry if this letter thing is tear stained, I'm a little emotional right now lol, ignore the lol. Anyways- tell Brenda I love her. I love you daddy and I know you love me too but please remember that I love you. You was all I had for years and I'm so thankful for you. You gave me everything I ever wanted/needed. Kill these fuckers if you get a chance ;)

Love, Maya. 

I finished writing my letter to my dad and mentally prepared myself for Jackson's. This one is going to make me cry even harder but yolo.

     Dear Jackson (sunshine),

 I don't even know how I'm going to express my feelings on paper. I'm a talker not a writer, but you knew that already. I'm just going to warn ya real quick if you find me I might be naked, don't be alarmed just please cover my tatas. Back to the real issue. By this point you probably already know I was kidnapped and if you don't know.... I was kidnapped, lol. Sorry I used lol with my dad too. Thank you for being you. You never judged even when I felt like I should gotten judged. You done everything with me and put up with my crazy adventures and for that I love you. And not in a friend type of love. I'm in love with you to the point where you consume my thoughts. I wake up. I think about you. I lay down to go to sleep. I think about you. You're perfect in my eyes and I'm so in love with you it makes me nauseas. When I'm with you nothing else matters. You can make me smile just by standing beside me doing nothing. If I don't die, I'm probably going to be embarrassed that I just admitted all this to you, but pshhh yolo. We're kind of like fire and ice. (You being fire and me being ice because I'm cool.... get it cool because ice is cool.) Anyways- Complete opposites  yet you make me the happiest I've been in awhile. You....I can't even describe how I feel about you. You told me once that I couldn't love you, but Jackson I do. I really love and I don't want you to blame yourself for this. I swear bro if you do I'll haunt you. And If I happen to get recused you have to promise to kiss me. Well you can't promise so I'll promise it for you. I'm not sure how to end this tear stained wet letter so Imma just say this one more time. I love you.

Love, your Monkey. 

Tears are streaming down my face at this point.

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I cried writing this. 

I DONT EDIT.

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