I prefer a closet because it's safer. The last time I slept on a bed I had night mares. Of losing Adam. Check. Of losing Mom. Check. Of losing my real dad. Check. Dad was the first one to go. Car wreck. It was scary. We where just driving. Talking about my most recent sneaking out.

Flash back

"Anna. You can tell me. Why did you sneak out?" I was fourteen now and the Odd Leaders decided that I can work more. Which meant sneaking out, more secrets , and more injuries that I had to lie about. "I was getting food." "That is only slightly believable. Your mother's cooking is awful but you know where to find my secret stash." Dang it.

"And where are these bruises coming from?" He tapped my arm where the rock hit me. A crazy rock controlling lady had hurled then at me. I had blocked my face from being hit but not my arms. I

"Annabeth, are you sneaking out to see a boy?" I gagged. "Gross. Eww. No." "Is someone bullying you?" Well even then I was a nerd. A emo nerd but still a nerd. So yes I was bullied but not much. "No Dad no one's bullying me. I don't sneak out to see any boy." "Are you part of a gang?"

I looked out the window. "DAD! RED LIGHT!" Crash boom bang and you know the rest. He died. I had three broken ribs. I didn't even go to the funeral. I just sat and cried for days. This was my fault. If I didn't sneak out we wouldn't if been driving. Adam said that was when I stopped showing emotion. Sure it was. I mean I stopped worrying about me when that tattoo dude pulled a gun on me. I stopped showing emotion when dad died.

When mom remarried to Oliver, I stopped telling mom about everything.

So this was nothing. Being kidnapped I mean. When Nathan talked to me I actually had f-fun. Is that the word? I guess. I can't think of another one.

Nathan: Hey.

Speak of the devil.
"You can talk out loud you know." "I know. But I just asked you the same question three times." "Oh what was it?" "Do you want pizza?" "What?" " the dude at the door is wondering." Is this how kidnapping went? "Ahh. Sure."