My Name is NOT Cupcake

Chapter 4

"Who are you?! I don't even know your name!" I yelled, angrily at my captor.

"I'll tell you mine when you tell me yours," he bargained, raising an eyebrow at me. I crossed my arms

and looked away from him.

"Take me home," I practically whispered. He sighed before he headed towards the door.

"I can't," he said simply before he left. I flinched when the door locked. I was really trapped here. I

couldn't control my sobs as I curled up on my side. I cried louder and harder than I had since my mom

died. Just the thought of my brother and my dad thinking I was dead was enough to break my heart. I

didn't want them going through that... not again. My sobs and crying eased and eventually I was just

staring at the light filtering in through the giant window.

An idea occurred to me. I wiped my tears away as I walked towards the window and prayed for a

miracle. I unlatched the window and pushed gently. It slid open easily. I looked down to measure the

distance. I looked down, and up. I was on a third floor out of four floors in a house.

Who has four floors in their house?

There was only a slab on concrete on the ground under the window. I also noticed a footing all the way

down. If I was careful, I could climb down. If not... let's just say it was a long way down. If I could reach

the forest and keep straight, I would find a town eventually, maybe use someone's phone to call my

dad. I risked a glance behind me before I climbed out of the window and onto the ledge.

I could do this.

I took and deep breathe and prepared myself for the next step down. If I was careful, I’d be able to

climb down safely.

"What are you doing?!" A frantic voice asked. I spooked and looked through window, losing my footing.

I screamed as I fell backwards to what I knew would be a sure death. It felt like everything slowed

down. It was like I was on the drop of a rollercoaster without the cart and seat restraint. My stomach

dropped as I saw the man who kidnapped me jump out the window not even a split second after me.

My eyes connected with his as my body collided with the concrete. It knocked the wind out of me and I

couldn't even scream. I felt the man's hands hold my head. It was the only part of my body that wasn't Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

screaming. Breathing was difficult and came in gasps. Black dots swam in my vision. I couldn't move.

The man appeared in my line of vision, and he looked scared and worried. My eyes slipped close

watching him worry over me. I just didn't want to be in pain anymore. It was too painful. I couldn’t hold

on anymore.

"No, no, no, stay awake," the man yelled, but he already sounded so far away.