CHAPTER 7

I didn't think about my plan 100% because, come on now, I didn't have a lot of options. I had to do something.

I got ready for whatever was going to meet me when the doors opened.

Riley needed me, hell my dad needed me right and nothing was going to stop me from getting out of this damn cellar.

I heard about three or four pairs of footsteps bearded towards the door.

Whatever stunt I was about to pull, I prayed it was going to be worth getting hurt like hell for.

As the door was unlocked from outside, I hunched my back down and prayed to the goddess for strength.

As they piled inside the states looking around the room and didn't find anything or anyone that would cause the amount of noise they had heard.

They zeroed on me, one guard in particular started coming closer to me with the purpose of checking on the prisoner.

He stood and slightly poked me with the butt of his gun, “hey…wake up” he said when he was at my head now.

I quickly looked up and wrapped one hand around his gun and hi