Change MY Life

Emily King was a normal 20 year old. She lived with her best friend, Kassidy. When Emily and Kassidy are walking in the park, Emily bumps into someone who will change her life forever. Or will someone else get in the way? Read to find out. :)

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52. What Is Going On?

Emily's P.O.V

I was sitting in the living room looking at twitter on my computer when all of a sudden, I felt something hit the back of my head, then everything went black. I woke up to a blinding light shinning in my face. I tried to get up, but I couldn't move. I looked down and saw that I was tied to a pole. I tried to get away, but I couldn't. I heard laughing, and I stopped moving. "Emily, Emily, Emily. What am I going to do with you?" I knew that voice. The voice belonged to the person I once trusted with my life. Kassidy. I tried to escape again, but Kassidy yelled. "Stop you fool. (Cheesy I know.) You can't get away. Ever since you kicked me out, I've planning to get my revenge." She said. (Wow this sounds like a cheesy villain thing you would here in movies.) "Kassidy what ever you are going to do, you don't have to do. We-" "Don't have to do?" She yelled cutting me off. She laughed, an evil laugh. "Honey, of course I have to do this. You always annoyed me. So if I get rid of you, you wont have to annoy anyone again." She explained. "Please, don't. I have a child. Please." I begged. She laughed. "You think that's going to stop me? Just because you have a child? I don't give a fuck if you have a child. I'm sure that thing has a father." She said. "Carter is NOT a thing. She is a human being." I snapped. "Oh her name is Carter is it? I still don't care. Now I have to get some... tools. So stay here." She said as she started to walk away. "Oh." She said and turned towards me. "To make sure you stay, ALAN!" She yelled. A man looking about 25 came in and went to Kassidy. "Yes?" He asked. "Make sure she doesn't move." Kassidy ordered pointing towards me. He nodded and walked over to me. "Oh and Alan. You can do what ever you want with her until I come back." She smirked. He nodded and looked back at me. Kassidy left the room that's when I actually looked at 'Alan'. He had jet black hair and green eyes. He wasn't bad looking. "What the fuck are you staring at?" He yelled/asked me. "N-nothing." I said. "That's what I thought." He said. "I'm back." Kassidy said as she walked through the door. "How was she?" She asked. "Fine." Alan said as he walked out the door. "Well, Emily, are you ready for payback?" Kassidy asked me, smirking wickedly at me. I shook my head, fighting the tears. "Aww too bad. Now, I need you to turn around so that you are facing the pole." She said. "How about no?" I said sassily. "What the fuck did you just say to me, bitch?" She yelled. "Do you need me to spell it out for you? No. N-O. No." I snapped back at her. She slapped me and told me to face the pole. I still stood my ground and didn't turn. "You know what? I'll do it myself." She said. She grabbed my ankles first and turn them around, then grabbed my sides and turned them then my shoulders and neck and then I was facing the pole. "There. Now I can get started." Kassidy said. "Please. Kassidy. Please." I pleaded. "I don't care what you say, I'm still going to do it." She said. "What exactly are you going to do?" I asked. "Oh Emily, first, I'm going to whip you. And I will tell you what I will do next when I'm done whipping you." She said. My eyes widened and I begged her to let me go. "Shut the fuck up!" Kassidy yelled as she hit me with the whip. I screamed out in pain and she kept going. "Every time you scream, I will hit you harder." She threatened. She hut me again and I kept my mouth shut. Right as she was about to hit me again, I heard someone scream my name. "Emily!" I heard again. Each time it said my name, I could make out the voice. It said my name one more time and that's when I realized it was Louis. "Emily!" Louis shouted one more time. 

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