"No, as soon as I f*****g get out of this thing in which you have tied me in, I will f*****g murder you!" I growl as Jake's eyebrow goes up. Why am I here? To be used as a bait again? What has my life come to. It used to be so much better at my original home with my original family. It's like happiness doesn't like coming my way.
"Let me go." I say and try to struggle against the heavy chains. They are wrapped all over my body. My eyes have finally adjusted by now so when I look down on myself, all I see are metal chains. Lot's of them. It's like they are afraid that if they let me go, hell will break loose. Jake turns his back towards me and leans over to what I think is a table.
He is holding something in his hand but I can't decide what. Suddenly, he looks towards me and his ugly face
