Why isn't Sonny or father home....
I don't know where they went.
Last time I saw them was when father hurt me. When we got into that fight....
I can't live without Sonny. I would kill myself without him. I need him.
I need Sonny more than he needs me. I sat down near the basement and cried. I wish I could call Mallory, if I had a phone.
--
Three hours? Where are they....I've checked everywhere except.....
Crap...
Father wouldn't....
I opened the door and ran down the stairs to the basement. What I didn't find was Sonny and father, but what I did find was Crystal.
I don't know if she was dead or passed out.
I wasn't dragging her upstairs. I won't do that.
Insted I just waited her out.
--
I heard a cough, Oh my God a cough.
She slowly began to wake up.
"Oh my gosh its you...im here again..."
"Yea....sorry. Just go out the hole again There's no point..."
"No point to what...?"
I rolled my eyes. I was in a terrible mood.
I just shook my head.
Sonny come back.
YOU ARE READING
Adopted
HorrorBeing adopted is hard, being adopted by a serial killer is even harder. Cover by: Verde56