One

Stella

This wasn't supposed to happen. I wasn't supposed to be abducted. Six long years I've been trapped here with no way out. Everyone thinks I'm dead. No one believes I'm alive, suffering a life I never wanted to live. A life of pain, turmoil and abuse. I know who my kidnapper is. I see them everyday. My Uncle, Kyle McCall. He abducted me from my school yard when I was twelve years old.

-Flashback-

I sat in Mrs.Longernan's 7th Grade English class. I sat beside my twin brother Scott, who was staring at the clock hung on the pastel orange wall, waiting for the school day to end. As the bell rung, indicting to us that the school day was over, we all packed up our bags and left the classroom. I stood outside the classroom waiting for my brother and our best friend Stiles. "C'mon you guys" I said as I made a hand gesture at them. "God, what's the hurry?" Stiles laughed. "I have ballet practice to attend to in twenty minutes" I informed him. "Relax Stella, Uncle Kyle is picking you up" Scott smiled. "I know, I just need you idiots to walk outside with me" I said. "Why?" Stiles asked. "Uncle Kyle is pretty creepy and I don't want to walk out alone" I shrugged as I threw my back pack over my shoulders. Myself, Scott and Stiles made our way outside the school where we sat on the steps waiting for my Uncle Kyle to pick us up. "I can get Principal Owens to call my Dad to pick me up" Stiles said. "No i's fine our Uncle should be here soon" Scott informed him. I looked down at my watch to see that he was thirty minutes late. "I guess I won't be going to Ballet today then" I sighed.

Ten minutes later he showed up. Myself, Scott and Stiles got into his car and he started driving the boys to their soccer practice no too far away from the school. "Your Mother is picking you up at 5pm" Kyle informed Scott. "Okay" he replied. "See you at home" I smiled as Scott and Stiles got out of the car and waved us goodbye. My Uncle Kyle (Gerard Butler) was driving me home. There was silence in the car. Then, Kyle drove straight past the house "Uh Uncle Kyle my house is back there" I said as I turned to look out the window. "You're not going home" he laughed. I started panicking. I tried to open the door of the car but the door was locked. Kyle pulled over the car and looked at me before pulling a gun from the glove compartment. He held the gun up towards my face. "Now you're going to do exactly as I say or the five bullets that are in this gun are going to go through that pretty little head of yours" he threatened. "What do you want from me" I cried. "Shut up" he hit me across the face with the gun. "I wanna go home" I cried. "You're not going home princess. You're never ever going home" he said. I kept crying before he placed duct tape around my mouth and tied my hands behind my back. He took me out of the passengers side of the car and picked me up, placing me in the trunk of his car. The last thing I remember before everything went blank was his evil grin on his face. It was then in that moment that I realised that I was being kidnapped.

-End Flashback-

Since that day I haven't seen my family. I've been trapped in a room, somewhere for the last six years. Not having seen daylight since the day I was kidnapped. I tried to escape multiple times but never succeeded. I was caught by my uncle every time I tried. I don't know how I'm still alive. I get fed very little food everyday, and somedays I go days without eating. I've been abused, physically, mentally, sexually and emotionally, somedays even being left on the floor feeling like I could die. I never wanted this to happen. Ever. Why did it have to be me?. I was curled up with my head against the cold stony white wall, with my blanket wrapped around me. All I wanted was to see my Mother, hug her and tell her that her little girl was alright. That her little girl wanted to come home. I missed most of high school, I missed ever falling in love, ever getting to tell the boy I liked how I felt, getting to see Scott grow up, getting to have a life any normal girl is supposed to have. "This was never supposed to happen" I said to myself. If I hadn't of went with my Uncle that day I wouldn't be here. I sighed. This was my life. And I was weak, I was probably going to die soon. I heard footsteps outside. I knew it would be my Uncle. I was scared, just like every other time, but I was good at hiding it. I pulled my knees to my chest as my Uncle strode into the room. He held a tray of food and placed it on the bedside locker. "You need to eat" he said. "I'm not hungry" I replied. "C'mon love, what are you going to do starve yourself to death?" he questioned. "If that's what it'll take for me to get out of this place then yeah" I replied. "Haha sweetheart you are never leaving this place" he laughed. "When are you ever going to get through your head that I don't want to be here, I want to go home and see my family" I begged. "I'm your family now" he replied. I pulled my knees to my chest as Kyle got closer to me.

No matter how loud I screamed or kicked him away from me, he forced himself onto me, raping me. All that I could do was cry. Cry and hope that one day all this pain stops and I can finally go home.