Hi. Please keep reading. I have a few things to say and then the book will start. So first. I did not like where this book was starting, it got really boring to me. So this time I've been away I have been re writing it. I am re starting. It is the same story just starting different. I have the whole book written I just have to put it on here. I will be updating this book every Friday or Thursday night starting February 10th. But I really hope you stay and read. Here is the beginning of my book.
I just sat there. Waiting for whatever was coming next. Hoping that Alex and Andrew would be there to save me because, this time... I don't think I can save myself. Please. Please save me. My thoughts caught of guard as the car stopped. I start to fight as two men grab me. I end up hitting one of them, catching him off guard. I try to run but I stop as I hear someone yell. "MOM!" I stop. Arya. They have my daughter. I get tackled by someone. My head slamming hard into the ground. They pick me up and take me over where there are three men. Two I don't know. But they are holding guns to my child and my wife's head. The other, Maddox. Of course it's him. "I'll give you a choice, Mattie." He says. "Which one?"
"What?" I say. He gets mad. "Which one? Which one do you want me to kill!"
"Why are you doing this?" I give him an angry look. "Because, you don't need me right? Well if you don't need me then you don't need them either. WHICH ONE?" He yells. "I'll give you three seconds. If you don't pick one by then, we'll I'll just have to kill them both."
"One..."
"Two..."
"Thr..." "FINE! I'll do it!" I yell. He look at me confused. "I'll marry you. Just please don't hurt them" he smirks
"You'll what? I didn't hear you." He's messing with me. I clench my jaw and say again "I'll marry you."
"Oh well in that case you don't need either of them."
The last thing I hear are the sounds of gun shots.
Hi. My name is Mattie. I'm 19 year old and I have lost everything and everybody that I have known. I'm living off the grid in a foreign country. Hiding. I had both the best and the most fucked up life anyone could have. I had people that loved me. I had people I loved. I had family and friends. And in the end I lost it all. I tried to tell myself it wasn't my fault but, the reason everything's gone, everyone's dead Is because they all tried to protect me, from my past that I ran from. Instead of facing because, I was to scared. I warned them though. I told them to stay away. I told them they were going to get hurt but no. No matter what I said they stuck by my side. They fought with me through everything. They taught me to fight and not run. They helped me live. And in the end I'm the only one alive. How did my life get so fucked up? Well I'll tell you my story and you go ahead and decide. Let's start from the day I thought my life ended. 11 years ago. November 2, 2010. I was 8.