The phone was taken away. So was the laptop and the ipad. Every device that she could communicate something from was taken away.
Even the landline of the house was no longer working.
"What the hell is going on?" She muttered, watching as the sun went down.
It literally felt that at this point she was imprisoned in her house. No communication, no people except her father, it all felt like he was trying to trap her in and he was doing that.
At this point, she could not even talk to her mother because when she had last tried it, her mother was unavailable. She was busy with something and she was going to call her back which had been an hour ago.
"Fuck," she got up from her bed and opened the door to her room before walking downstairs.
Mr Jones had to let her talk to her mother. That something her father could not take away.
