Chapter 1.
I never knew there was light from the shadows and my forever nightmares; until I saw the man who saved me from those. His name was David Rossi.
He opened the door and I was scared that 'Michael' had come back. But it wasn't. A kindly, hard face looked at me as he walked over to the bed I was chained to. I shrank away as he reached up to where my hands were. He spoke quietly to me telling me is name as he undid the chains then, took off his jacket; putting it across my shoulders. It smelled good, and it was warm. "How about we get out of here?" he says in a quiet tone.
I tensed when he picked me up, but somehow I knew that he wouldn't hurt me. After everything, I just knew.
I don't remember my real name or where I came from. All I know is that I woke up in a barely lit room and I couldn't move my arms. "Hello, my Angel" a voice said and a man came out of the dark and smiled weirdly at me.
I felt something bite me then felt odd. I then felt something touching me 'down there' and then nothing.
When I woke up, I felt sore 'down there' and the shadow man laying next to me running his hand on my leg. He kissed my shoulder and called me 'his Angel' softly and I felt him move. I shrieked in pain moments later and cried as the pain continued. I didn't know what was going on.
I have no idea how long this went on. 'Michael' never told me anything except that I was his 'Angel' and it wouldn't hurt. It always hurt. Always.
So, when Dave Rossi picked me up that day; he took me out of the room and into the light. Outside.
He talked funny to me as he put me in a truck and got in beside me. Another man got in and I felt us moving. I think I fell asleep because, I saw Dave carrying me to a woman.
"Bring her inside" she says softly to Dave.
I looked at the woman as she came up beside Dave when he carried me inside. She smiled at me, but I hid my face in Dave's shirt. me in a funny way and I looked at him. He nods at me and I let go of his neck.
I felt Dave walking then being set down. I clung to his neck. He again spoke to
The woman walks up and says "Hi, I'm Amber" I look at her as she sat down next to me. "You're wrists look like the hurt. Would it be okay if I can see them closer?" She says to me. I looked at Dave, who nods; then slowly show her my wrists. They did hurt.
I winced when she touched them then released them.
I watched as she got up and went to a drawer.
Amber came back carrying a few things. As she sat back down, she told me what she was going to do and showed me everything before she did anything.
Soon, I my wrists stopped hurting and had bandages on them.
Amber and Dave moved away a bit and talked funny to each other. I looked around the room. I started to doze off, but quickly opened my eyes and looked around frantically.
Amber came over to me and spoke softly. I blinked at her then looked over her shoulder to the wall. She looked over her shoulder to see what I was looking at.
She looks back at me, smiles then goes over to the wall and pulls down a thing and walks back to me. "This is Daffy. He's a silly duck but he makes me laugh." Amber says to me. "I love his cartoons." she tells me putting Daffy down next to me. I touch the duck and its soft.
"I'll let you and Daffy get to know each other while I go get you something to eat." Amber tells me. I just look at her.
Dave comes over to me as Amber leaves. I look at him. He talks to me until Amber comes back.
I don't talk, but eat the food she gave me. It was good!
I met her husband Lucas who knew Dave. I just looked at him.
Lucas told me that Dave and him worked together. He was nice, but Amber was nicer.
Amber told me I was 13 not long after Dave brought me to Lucas and her. I didn't talk, but Amber was kind to me. She read to me, showed me how to use the shower and the toilet; leaving me alone.
I had my own room, but Amber always left the lamp on for me, along with the hallway light when I went to bed. Daffy slept with me too.
Amber always came to me when I had nightmares, staying with me; singing in a funny talk. Though it made me go back to sleep.
Dave came to see me every chance he got. (Amber told me he works a lot and goes out of town to work.) He brought me a duck every time he visited.