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Queenie's POV (her early life)

All I can remember from my childhood days is that my father has always been away, resulting for my mom to work and take care of me on her own.

I can still remember the way my mom prepare three slices of bread for us and since we can't afford to buy a jam to spread inside the bread she'll tell us to close our eyes and imagine that there's a bar of chocolate inside of our bread. I tried to imagine it but my stomach was not buying it.

My childhood days weren't that bad, I remember the feeling of excitement when dad comes home with two burgers on his hands, for me and for my mom to eat. 

Going to school without food was terrible, I only have a bottle of water in my over sized backpack. Some kid gives me some of their lunch sometimes but I like my kindergarten teacher's choco bar more, it's delicious.

The kids sometimes tease me since I only have a bottle of water for my lunch but I didn't pay them any attention, my mom prepared it for me. And I was happy but as time pass by the relationship between my parents grew farther and farther away from each other. 

I didn't see the signs that their relationship was not that strong anymore.

At the age of fourteen, a new member of the family was born, it was Lizzie, our little minion in the family. Naive me thought that because Liz came out of mom, my parents' relationship has been solved but I was wrong, so wrong.

Father stopped coming home and mom decided to bury herself in part-time jobs, resulting for me, a fifteen years old teen to take care of my months' old sister. 

I struggled every day to do everything while I take care of her at the same time. I remember failing a few subjects and arriving late to class but I pushed through. 

I needed to.

My mom started smoking at that year too, I didn't have the guts to stop her since I know, just by looking at her face, I know how stressed she was.

And I hated it, everything that that was happening to us. I blame my father for leaving us for passing all the responsibility on my mom's shoulder. I wanted for him to come back and take his responsibility to ease the stress that mom was feeling.

I hated how I couldn't get out and have fun with my friends and how I was stuck taking care of my little sister. I hated how my life turned from bad to completely unbearable to live.

I couldn't voice out what I was thinking because I knew doing that was useless.

Months have passed by and one day, loud knocks on the front door woke me up from my sleep. Before I could walk down the stairs, I hear heavy footsteps entering the house. I was about to climb up but I heard a yelp, I peaked out the wall to see my mother standing in front of two big guys with a gun hanging on their belts. I stood frozen on my spot and continued on listening.

''You're Micka Smith right?!'' -Shouted a deep raspy voice.

''Y-ye-yes-'' Stuttered my mom as she struggled to pry away the guys hand from her hair.

''You owe us!''

''But I d-don't know you'' -said my mom, it sounded like a whisper.

''Well your husband does.''

'' Te-tell me his name,''

''Oh you don't know your husband's name huh? Well, let me remind you. Alexis Baltazar Smith.''

I could hear her gasp and slowly sob. ''H-how mu-much is it this time?''

''Just a couple of millions'' -said one of the men. But as soon as I heard the amount I heard her sob harder.

At that time I'm sure, I resent him with all my heart.

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Queenie's POV

I expected the worse but I didn't think I would be this scared of what's about to happen. He just threw me closer, no scratch that, he directly pushed me to my nightmare, to his problem.

Flashback

I was busy searching for low price vegetables when my phone rang suddenly making my skin jump in surprise. I look at the screen to see who's calling me at this time of night. 

There wasn't any phone no. it just says < UNKNOWN NUMBER>. So I rejected it and continue on my searching.

Minutes passed and I was about to give the employee the potato when my phone rung again. I could feel myself getting frustrated and the employee could notice my mood change.

I picked the battery out to permanently stop the unknown from calling me.

Once the cashier was finished scanning my things, I gave her the money and quickly exited the store. I was happy that I could be this thrifty, buying 9 different ingredients at 4.89 dollars. 

I used all the coupons that I collected from newspapers.

Well, at least we have french fries for dinner.

Lizzie likes fast foods so much that she is willing to be left at McDonalds. Some people might think that I'm spoiling her for giving her french fries for dinner but I only have money enough to buy potatoes since I'm still jobless.

I tried to put my phone in my pocket when a pair of strong arms grip my waist, lift me up. It was so sudden that I was shocked at first but when I tried kicking around one man sprayed something to me that made me fall into darkness.

When I woke up, I was already sitting on a chair with my wrists cuffed together behind me and a black tape that forbids me from talking.

Looking around the room, I noticed that this is not your typical room for kidnapping. The floor is made with clear glass that as if it's like water's from a river, I can see people walking around on the lower floor.

I was fascinated but scared at the same time.

My mind was all over the place, I couldn't think straight.

I wanted to escape fast and go home so I started licking the black tape to remove its stickiness. Once the tape fell off, I focused trying to stand up but it was futile since my arms were behind me and every time I stand up my arms get caught with the chair.

They really used an abnormal chair for this.

Suddenly I heard the door slammed on the wall, revealing a two muscle head after them comes her, the woman who gave the card to me.

But why is she, wait- what?

'' Its seems like your energy is back. I must say it's so cute when you tried to sit up.'' -She laughed loudly while she slaps her knee repeatedly.

Bitch

''I heard that.'' -She looked at me with seriousness but immediately smiles.

''You are anormal, totally,'' -I replied, completely throwing aside that I've been kidnapped.

She just smirked before walking slowly towards me.

''You are exactly what he described. A brave beautiful little soldier who is prepared to protect what is dear to her.'' -She commented as she stares outside the window.

I looked at her back, wondering who was she talking about. Who's he?

''Untie me,'' -I said, nervous and scared at the same time but I masked it.

You show your true self to others make them read what's on my mind easily and I don't want that.

She turned around and looked at me with serious eyes and said: ''You are the payment, why should I?''

I could feel my body freeze, unable to move.

They caught me.

I can feel my blood being sucked out of my body from the realization that I've been trapped, I was careless. 

I relaxed too much and here I am again, caught up with my father's webs of misfortune. 

I want to kneel down and cry but I know doing that will not change anything or someone. 

If i say that I can't take this anymore will that change anything? 

No.

I'm still stuck with his shadow following me at every step.

'' What? Did you really think that I'll leave you alone? Oh~ darling, you have a lot to learn in this world we livin' in.''- She blabs as she keeps on patting my head, treating me like a child, well, I'm still seventeen years old but I know the hardships and the cruelty, I've been living it since I've been born to this world.

''I already expected you to come for us but I didn't think-''- I reply, forcing myself to show a little bit of my braveness in front of this devil. 

The handcuffs are really getting into my nerves, I've been sitting on this chair for hours.

''Hours... Li-Lizzie!!'' -I shot up remembering that I left her alone in that grim home. She might be expecting my arrival. She mustn't stay up so late. 

Frustration keeps on building up inside me, acting upon what I'm feeling. 

I, with all force, tried to stand up from that chair but was quickly pushed down by her men to sit me back down.

''Don't worry about her, my partner is taking a good care of her.'' -She sickeningly smiles at me before clapping her hands then orders the two of her men to take me to a black van parked at the back of the building. 

I tried to move out from their grip but I couldn't, their biceps feels like they're made of steel. The destroyed the cross and top rail of the chair with their bare hands in a single motion. Making jaw hit the floor.

''Stay still kid.'' -says the guy on my left.

''Put. Me. Down.''

But they ignore me, lift me up and continue  on carrying me towards the car.

They open the car's door and push me in instantly, I let out a groan once my ass hit cold ass metal that is under the carpet. 

I was about to lift the carpet when a smooth hand prevented me from doing so. I immediately turned to look at the hand's owner and was surprised to see a beautiful woman.

It took me seconds to realize that I've been staring on her face for too long so I hastily remove my gaze from her face and sit my butt and put the seat belt on.

The beautiful woman just laughs it off and close the door. She walks around the car and opens the car's door and sits on the passenger seat.

She glances at me through the rear view mirror and says: '' If you'd lift that carpet, I'll cut your limbs off.''

I shake my head and stare outside the window since there isn't any music.

Minutes later the woman who gave me the card sits on the driver seat and revive the engine without looking back at me.

The journey was long, I thought or destination was in this city but I was wrong. I started feeling sick, imagining what they would do to me. I can feel shivers run down my spine as the wind touches my skin.

I look at the rear view mirror to see the woman who captured me smirk grimly then continues what she's doing. I clutch the hem of my dress and breath deep. I just bow my head and pray that my little sister is alright, right now.

Silence is all I can hear as we get farther away from the city but in my case, I'm already am, deep into my worst nightmare.

The silence is broken when that woman said: '' Now I own your soul and body darling and I'm gonna use it however I want''

At that moment the only thing I want is to die.

To be continued.