Darkness.

People see it as a peaceful and quiet surrounding. But for me it neither of those. Nothing but darkness filled the room. I don't know how I got here. The last thing I remember is someone grabbing me, then me waking up in this dark smelly room, my hands and legs bound to this hard chair. I struggled to free my hands and legs but stopped when it felt like my wrists and ankles were on fire. I tried yelling for help but had no luck. The fact that I couldn't see anything in the room didn't make it better. I would have thought I was still sleeping if it wasn't for my eyes constantly blinking.

The silence was also beginning to eat me alive. No one has come to check on me since I woke up. So imagine my surprise when the lights flickered on and the door opened. A man with blonde disheveled hair and a small beard walked in. A ugly scar ran from his temple down to his mouth.

When his eyes landed on me he grinned. "Well look who's finally awoke."

I didn't say anything as the man walked closer towards me till he was standing directly in front of me. He crouched down so that we were face to face.

"You sure are a pretty little thing." He said and stroked my cheek. I jerked my head back and glared at him. He gave me an amuse grin and stood back up to his full height.

"Who are you?" I was surprised at how calm I sounded. I mentally gave myself a pat on the back.

The man smiled. "I am the one who brought you here. The names Brad." My glare deepened and I sneered at him.

"Why the hell did you bring me here?" I demanded dangerously low. The man- Brad smile didn't even falter. The amusement on his face was clear as day.

"You'll find out all in good time." Frustration ran through me. Brad - of course - seen this and grinned at me. I wanted so badly to slap it off his face.

"I swear if you don't tell me I'll-"

"You'll what?" Brad taunted. "Let me remind you that you have no idea where you are and is tied to a chair." I frowned knowing he's right.

"What the hell do you want with me!?" I yelled out of frustration and anger. My voice was no longer calm and controlled. Brad continued to grin at me.

"Right now I want you to be quiet and behave like the good girl I know you are." My eyes shot daggers into Brad's head.

Thinking about the situation I'm in, I knew I wasn't going to get out of here easily. I'll be lucky if I ever get out of here.

I don't have a hint to where I am right now. I was afraid but I wasn't going to let him see that. Instead I grinned and gestured for him to come closer with my head. He slowly crouched down to my level but that wasn't close enough. I again gestured for him to come closer which he did. I leaned in so that my lips were next to his ear and whispered ever so slowly.

"Fuck. You." I pulled away and smirked. My smirk fell when I saw his smile widen.

"You would like that, wouldn't you whore?" I glared at him coldly. Without thinking about the consequences I spat in his face. The grin on his face immediately dropped. Brad fiercely wiped the spit off his face.

I was proud that I was actually able to stand up to him. I smiled sweetly. My happiness was short lived when my eyes connected with his cold brown ones. I found myself shaking in fear by the glare he was throwing me.

Before I could process what happened, I was knocked onto the hard floor from a burning sensation on my left cheek making me scream in pain. I didn't have time to recover from the slap when he kicked me in the stomach making another scream tear from my throat. He kicked me again knocking the breath out of me. He was about to kick me again when the door opened and a bald guy walked in.

"What the fuck are you doing!?" The bald guy yelled. Brad looked down at me and smirked.

"Teaching the bitch some respect." I wanted to lift my head and spit at his feet but my body begged me not too. Brad pulled out a knife and crouched down making my eyes open wide in alarm. He swiftly cut my arm and legs free. I winced when he grabbed my forearm and pulled me up.

As soon as I stood pain shot through my right foot. I let out an agonizing cry and fell back to the ground. I looked down at my foot to see a huge gash running across it. It was swollen and red from running barefoot on the forest ground. Cuts, dried blood, and dirt covered my foot. To sum it up, it looked disgusting. I knew that it would get infected if I didn't clean it soon.

Brad didn't seem to care as he dragged me to the corner. He threw me on a single thin mattress and moved to grabbed something. I looked at the door, debating if I should try to make a run for it but decided not to. I know I'm not going to be able to run with my injured foot. And if I magically do, there's no way I'm going to be able to get past Brad and the bald guy. Brad walked back towards me and crouched down to my level. He grabbed my ankle in a painful grip and inspected my right foot. He smirked down at my foot. Satisfied that I'm in pain.

In one swift movement he snapped something around my ankle. I looked down to see that it's a chain. He chained me. I tried to pull the chain off but stopped once I saw the lock. I looked up at Brad who is now standing his full height and looking down at me amused.

A smirk slowly made its way to his face. He leaned down so that we were face to face. My body was shaking with fear. He ever so slowly leaned in so that his mouth hovered my ear. His lips brushed the tip of my ear making me shiver in disgust. He must have seen this because I felt him smirk - again.

He moved in closer and whispered ever so slowly. "I'll take you up on that offer." And with that he turned on his heel and walked out the room with baldy following close behind him. As soon as they were out, the sound of the door locking echoed through the room following darkness once again.

* * * * *

As I sit here in the darkness I let my mind drift off. I haven't seen anyone since me and Brad had our little 'discussion'. I don't know how long I've been here. Hours... days... weeks? It feels like I've been down here for months. My stomach was growling nonstop, begging for food. For water. I slowly licked my dry lips trying to ignore my complaining stomach. I tried to think about anything, keeping my mind off my hunger, and thirst.

My mind drifted off to the night I was running in the forest. I was so afraid... Olivia was so afraid. That flashback. That memory. Those dark brown eyes that glared into my soul. They were so cold. So hard. Whoever was chasing Olivia, she was surely frightened of him. I wanted to know who he was. I wanted to know what he meant by he wants me. But I knew I wasn't going to get answers. At least not today.

Pushing the memories away I found myself wondering if Angelo is looking for me. I mentally scoffed. Why the hell would he be looking for me? I have been nothing but selfish to him. All this time he has been trying to help me. Keeping me safe. Even though he could have used another method instead of forcing me to marry him. It would have been much easier if he'd just told me the truth. This could've all been avoided.

I wouldn't have been acting like a spoiled brat. Mom, Amy, and Jason wouldn't have been kidnapped... Tears filled my eyes as I thought about them. What if they're hurt. What if something happened to them. What if someone killed- No. I will not think that way. I have to stay strong for myself, and for my family's sake.

A small cry escaped my lips when my foot brushed against the chain that's connected to my ankle. My foot have been hurting more often then before. The slightest touch have tears running down my cheeks. I carefully folded my leg over my thigh and took a look at my foot. As I curiously gazed down at my foot, the door opened causing me to jump up, hitting my foot in the process. I held back a scream. It was more painful then before as my foot throbbed in pain.

After I blinked the tears away I looked up to see who had entered. A figure stood in the door way. I couldn't see his face due to the darkness and hood on his head but from the little bit of light coming from outside the room I could tell it was a man. I stared at the figure not looking away. Afraid of what he might do.

After a moment the man started to walk fully into the room. As the darkness in the room consumed him, I knew I wasn't going to be able to make out his face. Once he was in front of me, he crouched down to my height and placed something beside him that I couldn't make out. He only stared at me for what feels like forever. I could feel his piercing gaze on me. I opened my mouth to say something but no words came out.

I finally snapped out of my frightened trance and moved to kick him forgetting about the pain in my foot. His hand shot up and enclosed around my ankle in a firm grip before it came in contact with his face. My foot hovered inches away from his face. I was surprised by his reflexes. It was like he knew I was going to try to kick him. As if he knew what my intentions were. I tried to move out of his grip but he only tightened it making me wince. I sat there with him holding my foot. My breathing coming out as pants as stared at him in fear.

All of a sudden I felt a cold liquid pour onto my foot making me scream in pain. Tears rolled down my cheeks. The pain was unbearable. My cries soon turned into whimpers as I felt a cloth on my foot. Once my foot was dried, I felt the man wrap a soft fabric around it - I'm guessing a bandage.

After he was done he dropped my foot carelessly - making me hiss in pain - and stood up straight. I squinted my eyes trying my hardest to make out his face but failed. Something hard landing on me snapped me out of my trance. I look down to find a bottle of water and a nutrition bar.

Tears of joy came to my eyes. Even though it was small I knew it was going to help for a little while. I look up at the man to ask him why he did this but he was already out the door. The sound of the door locking echoed throughout the room once again. But this time leaving me confused.

* * * * *

Laying on this thin mattress, I stare at nothing particular. Again, the silence was getting to me. Not a sound. You couldn't hear anything except for my heavy breathing. I tried to fall asleep but my eyes wouldn't shut. So instead of trying to force myself to sleep, I stared into the darkness.

I jump up when the door suddenly opened and the lights switched on. I looked at the door as Brad made his way in. As soon as his eyes landed on me, a huge grin sat upon his lips. He crouched down in front of me and grabbed my chin forcing me to look at him.

A small sadistic smile playing along his lips as he stared at me. I jerked my head out of his hand and glare at him. He let out a small chuckle and pulled a key out from his pocket before grabbing my ankle. He look down at my now bandaged foot in confusion before shrugging it off.

Once he took the chain from around my ankle he grabbed my arm and pulled me up. I didn't have time to adjust to being able to stand again as Brad pulled me out the room. As we walked - well he walked, I limped - I couldn't help but check out my surroundings. My nose scrunching up in disgust. Wherever we are, is old and dirty. It was dark and smelly. Trash was on the floor. The walls were also a rusty dirty brown. I knew we had to be in a warehouse or some abandoned building.

So many possibilities to where he's taking me ran through my mind. Is he letting me go? I knew he wasn't but it was a nice thought. What if he kills me. With that thought I started to struggle. Push at his hand that is around my arm trying to escape from his grip. Brad's hand only tightened but I didn't stop struggling.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked in panic. Brad looked down at me and smirked at my frightened state.

"He wanted to see you." Was all he said. I tried asking who but he ignored me. We stopped in front of a pair of doors. Brad swiftly opened the doors and pushed me inside. I stumbled a bit but caught my balance. I was about to say some inappropriate words to Brad but stopped when I heard a small voice.

"N-Natalia," I gasped and swiftly turned around to face the familiar voice. Tears of joy fell from my eyes when I saw my little brother standing in the corner with tear running down his cheeks. A small cut on his forehead. I quickly ran to him, not caring about the pain in my foot. I fell to my knees and grabbed his face in my hands. Examining his body for any major damage, I sighed in relief when I saw he was okay. Except for the small cut in his forehead. I pulled him into a tight hug not caring that I was probably smothering him. He instantly hugged me back. I don't know how long we stayed like that but we eventually broke apart.

"Where's mom?" I tried to keep my voice as calm as possible so that I wouldn't scare him. Jason opened his mouth to respond but was cut off when the door opened and in came baldy holding mom and Amy by the arm.

As soon as mom's eyes landed on me and Jason she struggled in his grip causing him to let go. Mom snatched me into a hug while fresh tears streamed down her cheek.

"I-I was so worried. I-I thought I'd never see you again." She sobbed. After a few minutes she let me go and Amy quickly wrapped her arms around me.

"T-Talia I'm so s-sorry for leaving you at the apartment, I-I should have stayed with you." I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. She was blaming herself.

"It's not your fault Amy. I should have never went though that dark ally during the middle of the night thinking it was a short cut." Amy eyes widened before a scowl made its way upon her face.

"You went through a dark ally! Talia what were you thinking?" I chuckled nervously.

"I wasn't." Amy laughed before pulling me into another hug. I quickly hugged her back. Mom and Jason both joined the hug and I couldn't help but feel as if everything was perfect.

For a moment I forgot where we are, and what we've been through. I forgot about Angelo. I forgot about all my problems. It was just me and my family. But of course feeling couldn't last.

The door opened again and in walked a man that looks to be in his forties. He have a little bit of brown hair on his head and a few old scratches on his face. But what caught my attention was his brown eyes.

They were so empty and lost, but I did detect the hate in them when his eyes landed on me. He looked oddly familiar. As if I seen him before but I'm not sure where. He glared at us and slowly made his way fully into the room.

"I didn't know we were having a family reunion." Mom gasped and I swiftly me turned my attention to her. Her mouth hung open and her eyes held disbelief as she stared at the man in front of me.

Mom gasp also grabbed the man attention as his gaze faltered from me and onto her.

"Hello Faith,"

I stared at him trying to figure out why he looks so familiar to me. Mom opened and closed her mouth trying to find her words. I didn't look away from the man in front of us.

I narrowed my eyes into his trying to figure out where I'd seen him from. I snapped out of my thought when Jason grabbed my hand. I looked down at him to see him staring at the man. Trying not to show his fear. My gaze shifted back to the man who is now staring at mom intensely. Waiting for her to tell his big secret.

"C-Connor?" Mom whispered out barely audible. I stared at her in confusion. I know I heard that name from somewhere before. The man then turned to face me. I tried to think really hard from where I'd seen him, but got nothing. It was like my mind wouldn't allow me to think that far.

He smirked. "Hello Olivia,"

Olivia? It was like something clicked in my head. The memory I had that night at the club. The memory of the day I lost all my memories. The man who was once someone special to me. To Olivia. I couldn't believe it. I stared at the man with wide eyes. Dumbfounded. Not believing he was standing in front of me.

"Dad?"

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