I felt blood splatter on my neck. Blake's arm loosened its grip from my throat, and he fell. I turned around to see Sean standing there. Then a second shot rang out.

Blood started to pour through his mouth. His eyes rolled back into his head, and he fell on me. I toppled over into the floor, crying. His blood kept spilling onto my shoulder. I saw the police start running towards me, picking up Sean, then me. Time was moving by slower than a snail. It felt like years before I got into the police car.

One of the police officers got into the car, started the engine, and started to drive.

I cleared my throat. "Sir, what is your name?"

He glanced back. "I'm Sheriff Wallis. Are you alright miss?"

Oh yeah I'm perfectly fine. Just got rescued after months of being tortured. Yup, everything is peachy.

I didn't answer. Instead I sat there and looked at the road, the trees, and just nature.

"Where are we going?"

Wallis sighed. "Back to Texas. Not gonna be long."

I arched my brows. "Where are we then? Sean said we were in Washington state."

Wallis laughed. "No, you're in Oklahoma. They lied to you because they wanted you to feel unsafe." He paused. "They were stupid to bring you here though. The whole Oklahoma state was keeping an eye out for you."

I nodded. When we stopped at a red light, Wallis turned around to check on me. I finally got a good look at him. He was about 25 with blonde hair and green eyes. His hair was a buzz cut. You can tell he hasn't slept in a while, for he had droopy eyes and scruffiness on his chin.

"You can go to sleep if you like. It will be about two hours until we get back." He suggested.

"Okay. Thank you."

I laid my head back, letting all of my thoughts slip away.

-

I sat in a room at the Sheriff's Office, staring at the blank, white wall in front of me. I sat in a cool metal chair, an oak table in front of me.

I was sipping on the coffee Wallis gave me before he put me in the "questioning room". I was still in the sweats covered in blood. They said they didn't have any clothes, but they would try and find some as soon as possible. My hair was a tangled mess, and I had bruises on my skin. Everywhere.

My head shot up as the door opened. A lady in a black pantsuit peaked her head through the door, and smiled. I gave her a quivering smile back. She walked in and sat in the chair across from me. She held out her hand, for I shook it.

"Hello Cathy, my name is Heather Reeves. I'm here to tell you about what's going to happen, and some of the discoveries we made in the past few hours."

I nodded. She had a briefcase with her. When she opened it, there was a laptop and a familiar camera.

"Ok. We are very, very sorry to tell you this. We obtained this camera from the room you stayed in and-" she paused. "And they drugged you, and did some very illegal things. We also found a laptop with videos on it. It seems that they have uploaded the videos onto a website. We-"

"So they raped me and got it on tape?" I interrupted, while tears started to flow down my face.

She frowned. "I'm very sorry Cathy."

"Let me see the videos." I demanded.

"Cathy, dear. The videos are quite graphic. I'm-"

"I don't care! It's my body! I want to see what they did to me! This is serious!" I yelled, pounding my fist on the table.

I could hear Heather gulp in a nervous manner. She opened up the computer and started typing. After what seemed like a million years, she hesitantly turned the computer around. I saw the video name.

Drugged Girl Gets Banged

I clasped my hand over my mouth. I put my shaky finger on the mouse pad and pushed play. Not only 10 seconds into it, I started to bawl, yet I kept watching it. Screams escaped my mouth when I saw Blake and Sean using me. It was horrible. I will never tell a single soul the detailed things they did to me. 

I paused the video and saw that there was 40 more minutes of it, and I was 15 minutes in. I slammed the laptop closed and stared Heather in the eye.

"Get those off of the website."

She bit her lip. "We are currently trying to, but the website is very protected."

Silence.

"But, you have an appointment with Dr. Shirley. Please, come with me." She said.

I got up and followed her out of the room, making our way down the hall.

-

The appointment took about an hour. She was checking if I had any STD's or if I was pregnant. She looked at the bruises and tested my blood. You know, the "usual". I finally got some new clothes. I got a red shirt with black sweats, just to last me until I get home.

My mom finally picked me up. When she saw me, she literally fell to the floor. Tears bursted out of her eyes, and I fell next to her, hugging her and crying as well.

On our way home, she asked if I was okay every 2 minutes. I told her I was fine, now that I'm away from those freaks.

When we got home, I walked in to see that the house was cleaner than usual. I went up to my room, and took a deep breath. I saw my room was clean too. All of my MCR and Panic! At The Disco posters were still up. I looked at my computer. I walked to it, and logged on. When it booted up, it was on the chat website. I saw there was a message in the inbox from 2 days ago.

Flyguy227

Reading that name gave me chills. I opened it.

It was pictures of me. Naked. Getting tortured. I deleted the messages and my profile. It didn't bother me as much as it did when I saw the video. It still makes me cry. It just, happened.

I went downstairs to see my mom cooking pancakes for dinner. She smiled at the sight of me.

"What day is it?" I asked.

"It's Tuesday. January 30th." She replied.

I nodded. "Do I have to go to school tomorrow?"

She shrugged. "That's up to you, sweetheart. I feel like it would be good to go see some people. I'll be off tomorrow, so I can take you and pick you up."

"Okay. I'll go."

She smiled. She served me pancakes, and I put mountains of butter and syrup on them. We sat at the table, talking about who knows what, enjoying each others company.

-

Stares. Everyone was staring at me. I walked into homeroom, and the teacher looked at me.

"Ms. Cathy?"

I nodded.

Her eyes grew wide. "Take a seat please. Welcome back."

I sat in front of a kid wearing a My Chemical Romance shirt. He looked oddly familiar.

Mrs. Devon told us we could socialize, so I turned around, looking at the boy behind me.

"Mikey?" I asked, slightly laughing.

He nodded, smiling. "Yeah."

I shook my head. "I thought you said you hated those bands."

He chuckled. "Well, I looked them up when I got home that day and man, they are amazing! I also looked up Green Day and Black V-"

"Woah there. Slow down. So, what's been happening at school?"

"Nothing new." He said. "Everyone's been calling me names, every since I've changed my style."

I looked down at my Revolution Radio shirt. "You and me both."

We sat there quietly for a bit.

"I'm glad you're back. And that you're safe. I couldn't stop thinking about you ever since they said you were missing on the news." He said.

I smiled.

We both talked for the rest of homeroom. We exchanged numbers, ate lunch together, you know. A beginning of a new friendship. My teachers didn't give me work to catch up on. They said I've been through enough.

I agree.

I went home, flopped on the couch, and enjoyed a Coke. Life was good from that day on. My mom and I bond a lot more, Mikey and I have become closer, and I've been doing great in school.

Being groomed was horrible. But all we can do is accept that it happens. I've been trying to make a program to put a stop to it. I've been speaking at schools to tell them the dangers of talking to people you don't know online.

All I can say is, I was groomed. But, I managed to survive the kidnapping.

I am brave.

I am strong.

I am Cathy.

The end.
Y'all, this book was so fun to write. I enjoyed writing it, but other times, I wished I made it a more happy story.
If you don't know what being groomed is, it means someone is being used and harassed on the internet for, you know, sexual use?
Yeah that stuff. It's a big problem. I wanted to write this story to warn readers what being groomed can lead to.
Anyways, I look forward to writing another book! Thank you to the people who have been reading this ever since I began this book!
Love y'all!