He takes off his mask as he turns around revealing me his identity. I immediately choke up my words, my throat becomes dry like the desert. "D-dad..." My vision become blurry, my body is numb. I can feel myself falling, but my stare remains at my father. Everything goes black.

I'm awoken by light strokes on my head making me struggle, throwing my hands up in the air I begin to scream.

"Shhh! Shhhh!" I hear the womanly hushes as she pushes her hand against my mouth. I look up as she strokes my hair again making me widen my eyes at her.

"S-Sam!" I muffle as she extracts her castes hand from my mouth. "You...you're alive!" Turning around I hug her as tightly as horrible making her groan from pain.

"Not so tight, Ariel." She mumbles placing her casted hands on her arms.

"What happened to your hands?" I gasp placing my hands over the as she shakes her head as she begins to tear up.

"They took out my fingernails." She lays her head on my shoulder as she weeps lowly.

I rub her back gently as I lightly whisper into her ear. "Your brother is still looking for you. Logan is the detective that found me."

Sam pulls away from me in a shocked expression. "L-Logan." She wipes away her tears with her injured hands. "It's been years..."

"Sam, he's coming. He's coming for us both. I told him you were still alive!" My tone becomes cheery again as her facial expression does too.

"But what will you do with this?" She questions while she places her hand on my stomach.

"You mean...you know..." Pushing her hand away I heavily sigh.

"The man in the golden mask is your father, he told me you are pregnant with-" I cut her off with my words.

"My brother's spawn." I begin to cry. "My father is to blame for all of this! All this time I thought he was dead!" I shout beginning to punch the bed in rage. "Why?! Why?!" My tantrums are of a child as the doors open making me throw the pillow at my brother.

"You fucking pig!" I scream. Jordan walks into the room without saying a word. He stands next to Sam as I grit my teeth at him. "Look what you've done to me! You lied to me!"

"I had to lie to you." Jordan finally exhales heavily.

"Don't you dare! Don't you even dare say it like that!" I point at him. "Saying it as if you feel bad!"

"I told you our parents died in a car crash because it was better than saying our father left us for a sex trafficking business!" Jordan slams his hands on the edge of the bed. "You want to know the truth?! The truth about what our family is!"

My body begins to shake uncontrollably as Sam holds onto my shoulders beginning to massage them to calm me down.

"Our family name has owned this business for thirty years! Our father was the next in line after his father passed away! Our mother, she was sold into his sickening business!" Jordan breathes heavily as his pale skin turns pink from the non stop words coming out of his mouth.

"Our father raped our mother and forced her to have us! Then, he killed her after we were of age!" Jordan holds his tongue placing his hands on his face.

"I've lied to you all this time. Thinking I was doing the right thing, and in the process I went crazy myself." He weeps looking into my eyes. "Father told me I'm the next heir, I had to prove my commitment to this shit!"

"We could've ran away! You could've told the police!"

"If I did he would kill me! He had cameras in our apartment. We even have trackers in our bodies, for christ sakes!"

"I hate you." It's the only response I manage to say. "I hate you! I hope you die and rot in hell along with our father!"

Sam hushes me and shakes me out of it. "It's not his fault." She whispers. "He's on our side now."

I continuously shake my head. "Bullshit! He's working with our father and so is Phil!"

Sam's body stiffness hearing the name. "P-Phil..." She whispers getting up from the bed; backing away into a corner.

Jordan and I watch as she cradles herself. "I swear to you, I'm on your side now." He whispers ignoring Sam's trance.

"Then why haven't you bust us out of here yet?!" I push him out of my way as I walk towards Sam.

"P-Phil...." She whispers looking straight at me. "He-he brought me here. Sold me..."

"Why did he?" I could see terror written all over her, trembling from fear.

"Phil and I were a couple, but Logan didn't know about us. I knew he wouldn't approve of out relationship, so we decided to keep it between us." Sam sighs as if she was in regret.

"I should've told my brother." Tears roll down her rosy cheeks. "After months of dating I decided to break it off. I couldn't deal with secrets, a stupid secret." She shakes her head laying it on the wall.

"Phil. He didn't want to break up, he said he would kill himself if I did, but I had to get away!" Sam places her casted hands on my shoulders beginning to shake me back and forth.

"He became abusive, stalking my every move and when I was about to tell my brother, he kidnaps me. H-he tells me I deserve what was going to happen to me from now on." She shutters.

"It's okay." I hug her, trying to comfort her. "We'll get out of here." She nods trying to hold back her tears as I turn around to look a Jordan.

"You want to help, now would be the time." I frown at him as he nods.

"I can give you my phone to call Detective Gordon, but we'll have to maintain a low profile." He takes out his phone ready to give it to me, until the door busts open.

"What's taking so long?!" I hear our father's voice shout making Jordan quickly place the phone back into his pocket.

"I'm having trouble getting her back..." My brother viciously grabs onto my arm pulling me out of the room as Sam remains like a statue in the corner.

We make our way into the exact office from before I fainted. Just looking at my own father makes me knees weak. "I'm sure you have a lot of questions." He smiles.

"Don't even bother! Jordan told me everything! How could you lie to me?!" I cringe as he grips onto my chin bringing my face closer to his.

"You were nothing, but a child. You wouldn't understand the sacrifices that had to be made for this business!"

"What do I have to do with this?! You could've just kept it between you and Jordan!" I smack his hand away from me as I back away.

"You are a very important addition. You will have your brother's baby." He chuckles making me shut my eyes in disbelief.

"Both of you betrayed me. You killed your own wife!" I struggle out of Jordan's grip.

"That has been our tradition for centuries. You see my dear, I needed a next heir for our business. I needed a son and your mother gave me it." He points at Jordan. "Then your mother gave me a daughter, and that was the end of her days." He brushes his suit down casually.

"Only sons can be the next heir, if you are born a woman I can only find a man to impregnate you and surely have a son for the next heir after Jordan."

"God, you're sick!" I shout in a whimper. "You are sick! I refuse to believe you're my father!" I ball my hands into fists.

"My father remains dead and I won't have this baby!" My arm slips out of Jordan's hand as I run out of the office towards a flight of stairs heading downstairs. The end of each step was sharp like the steps from an escalator.

"Don't!" Jordan shouts running after me.

I let myself fall stomach first onto the metal steps as my body tumbles over each step. I could hear my bones crack as it hit every step. I finally hit the ground with my back as air is sucked right out of me making me gasp for it.

I'm suffocating...

I'm bleeding...

I hope I die, I hope I die along with this unborn child.