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Bailey's pov

It was getting late, dark and I knew my parents didn't need to worry about another kid right now. I fished out my phone and texted mom that I was fine and would be home in a second. My eyes caught their many missed calls, and I bit my lip, hoping I had not worried them too much.

I caught other missed calls from Kaleb and Mirabella too, but, I couldn't bring myself to text back. I wasn't sure how I could break it to them that my life was falling apart. That if my sister was in pain, then that meant I was in pain too.

And if something happened to her, I swallowed. Then something happened to me too.

The park was empty now, everyone had already gone home. I peeled away from the swing, my bum a bit numb from sitting on it for hours. My throat was achy from crying and I cleared it, picking up my bag.

And that's when I heard it, or better yet felt it behind me. I am about to whirl around, but I am too late as a huge hand clamp around my lower face with a rag. My eyes widen a