I heard them laugh as they walked away.
"DAD!" I cried louder.
I sat down holding my knees to my chest. I started rocking back and forth crying.
"God please help me." I cried.
I then felt something hard in my pocket. I reached I and pulled out my cell phone. Those idiots forgot to take it away. I dialed Shane's number.
"Hello?" Shane answered.
"Shane" I whispered.
"Stacy, is that you?" Shane asked.
"Yea, please get me out of here Shane. I'm scared," I whispery cried.
"Where are you?"
"I don't know. They put me in a hole in the backyard and they won't feed me or let me drink. They said that when I give up and join them then they would let me out and feed and water me. I can't last more than 3 days without food or water or I'll die. What am I going to do?" I cried.
"Oh God. Babygurl, we're going to find you. I promise. Stay strong baby, stay strong."
"I'll try."
"YOU HAVE A CELLPHONE!" My dad yelled.
I looked up and saw my dad. Brock and Kane then showed up. Brock tore the wire fence off and Kane jumped in.
"GIVE ME THAT!" Kane yelled.
"NO!" I yelled.
He slapped me, grabbed my cell phone and smashed it. I watched Kane get out of the hole and re-nail the fence.
"You disappoint me Stacy," my dad said.
They walked away and left me there. The night was cold and dark. I couldn't see anything. All I could do is hear the sounds of animals. I curled myself into a ball to keep as warm as possible. I didn't get any sleep at all. I couldn't sleep. I was hungry, cold, and scared. My dad, Kane, and Brock came out to check on me. They asked me if I was ready to join them. I said no. They left me. The same night I didn't sleep. It was then the next morning. It had been 2 days I had been in the hole. They looked down on me.
"She's not moving Vince." Brock said.
"She's just asleep." my dad said although you could hear the uncertainty in his voice.
"It doesn't look as if she is breathing." Kane said.
"Brock, go down there and check her pulse and see if she is breathing," my dad said.
Brock came down and checked my pulse and my breathing.
"Her pulse is slow and weak and she's not breathing." Brock yelled up.
"Lift her up here." My dad ordered.
Brock lifted me up out of the hole and then crawled out himself. My dad laid me down on the ground and by now I was blue. My dad started to give me mouth to mouth. EWWW! I started to cough and gasp for air. I started to shiver cuz I was still cold. I looked up at my dad.
"Dad" I cried.
"What?"
"I'll join you. I'll do what you say." I said.
"Good that's what I thought you would say."
I laid my head back down on the ground.
"Get up!"
I tried to stand up, but my feet collapsed underneath me.
"Brock help her up" My dad said.
Brock picked me up and took me into the house where my dad gave me a jacket, a sandwich, and water. I ate the sandwich fast and drank the whole bottle of water.
"Fell better?" My dad asked cocky.
I nodded.
"What was that?" My dad asked.
"Yes..master" I said as I lowered my head.
"You learn well." Kane said.
"Now go take a shower and put on this outfit and mask. We got a lot of work to do" my dad said. "Brock, thanks for your help. You may go."
Brock nodded and left. I went to the bathroom and took a shower. I then got out and put on my bra and panties. I looked at the outfit they gave me and it was a replica of Kane's old outfit with the mask and everything. I put it on and looked at myself in the mirror. Tears fell from my eyes. There was a pounding at the door.
"ARE YOU ALMOST DONE IN THERE" Kane yelled.
Yes master." I said.
I wiped my eyes and put on my mask again. I took a deep breath and opened the door. I saw Kane and my dad at the door. I looked down.
"Perfect fit. Now go sit in the corner" My dad said.
"Yes master." I said as I sat in the corner.
They talked for a while and then before I knew it, it was dark. They said it was time to sleep. Kane got one bed, my dad got the other, and I got the floor. They chained my foot to the floor of my dad's room. As soon as my dad fell asleep I tried to get the chain off my foot, but it was locked. I looked around the room and saw a bobby pin on the floor. I tried to reach for it. I was barely able to reach it. I got it and picked the lock open. I got up and slowly snuck out of the room. I tiptoed throughout the house. I got out the front door and started running. I was tired from not sleeping in 3 days and only having a sandwich and a bottle of water. It was hard to run, but when I wanted to stop I thought about my dad and Kane and I would run faster. I saw a house and I ran to it. I knocked on the door over and over. I heard some yelled, 'I'M COMING! SOMEONE BETTER BE DEAD!' The door flew open and a man stood there in the doorway wearing a robe.
"WHAT!" He barked out.
"Sir, I'm sorry to wake you. My name is Stacy McMahon. I was kidnapped. I got away from my kidnappers. Please sir, please call 911." I cried.
He nodded and let me in. He called 911 and the cops came. They went to the house that I was held in and arrest Kane and my dad. An ambulance came and took me to the hospital. At the hospital they put an IV in me and gave me meds to help me. My brother and Rob were contacted and they rushed right over. By then I was exhausted from not sleeping for 3 days and so I closed my eyes and slept. Rob and Shane came in and rushed to my side. They both held my hands. Shane stroked my hair unhappily. He blamed himself for this and Rob he also blamed himself. In all honesty, I blamed myself. If I wouldn't have taken Rob to McDonald's then this would have happened and he wouldn't have gotten hurt. It's my fault. I heard something in the room and I was getting scared it was Kane and my dad.
A/n: what will Stacy do?
"DAD!" I cried louder.
I sat down holding my knees to my chest. I started rocking back and forth crying.
"God please help me." I cried.
I then felt something hard in my pocket. I reached I and pulled out my cell phone. Those idiots forgot to take it away. I dialed Shane's number.
"Hello?" Shane answered.
"Shane" I whispered.
"Stacy, is that you?" Shane asked.
"Yea, please get me out of here Shane. I'm scared," I whispery cried.
"Where are you?"
"I don't know. They put me in a hole in the backyard and they won't feed me or let me drink. They said that when I give up and join them then they would let me out and feed and water me. I can't last more than 3 days without food or water or I'll die. What am I going to do?" I cried.
"Oh God. Babygurl, we're going to find you. I promise. Stay strong baby, stay strong."
"I'll try."
"YOU HAVE A CELLPHONE!" My dad yelled.
I looked up and saw my dad. Brock and Kane then showed up. Brock tore the wire fence off and Kane jumped in.
"GIVE ME THAT!" Kane yelled.
"NO!" I yelled.
He slapped me, grabbed my cell phone and smashed it. I watched Kane get out of the hole and re-nail the fence.
"You disappoint me Stacy," my dad said.
They walked away and left me there. The night was cold and dark. I couldn't see anything. All I could do is hear the sounds of animals. I curled myself into a ball to keep as warm as possible. I didn't get any sleep at all. I couldn't sleep. I was hungry, cold, and scared. My dad, Kane, and Brock came out to check on me. They asked me if I was ready to join them. I said no. They left me. The same night I didn't sleep. It was then the next morning. It had been 2 days I had been in the hole. They looked down on me.
"She's not moving Vince." Brock said.
"She's just asleep." my dad said although you could hear the uncertainty in his voice.
"It doesn't look as if she is breathing." Kane said.
"Brock, go down there and check her pulse and see if she is breathing," my dad said.
Brock came down and checked my pulse and my breathing.
"Her pulse is slow and weak and she's not breathing." Brock yelled up.
"Lift her up here." My dad ordered.
Brock lifted me up out of the hole and then crawled out himself. My dad laid me down on the ground and by now I was blue. My dad started to give me mouth to mouth. EWWW! I started to cough and gasp for air. I started to shiver cuz I was still cold. I looked up at my dad.
"Dad" I cried.
"What?"
"I'll join you. I'll do what you say." I said.
"Good that's what I thought you would say."
I laid my head back down on the ground.
"Get up!"
I tried to stand up, but my feet collapsed underneath me.
"Brock help her up" My dad said.
Brock picked me up and took me into the house where my dad gave me a jacket, a sandwich, and water. I ate the sandwich fast and drank the whole bottle of water.
"Fell better?" My dad asked cocky.
I nodded.
"What was that?" My dad asked.
"Yes..master" I said as I lowered my head.
"You learn well." Kane said.
"Now go take a shower and put on this outfit and mask. We got a lot of work to do" my dad said. "Brock, thanks for your help. You may go."
Brock nodded and left. I went to the bathroom and took a shower. I then got out and put on my bra and panties. I looked at the outfit they gave me and it was a replica of Kane's old outfit with the mask and everything. I put it on and looked at myself in the mirror. Tears fell from my eyes. There was a pounding at the door.
"ARE YOU ALMOST DONE IN THERE" Kane yelled.
Yes master." I said.
I wiped my eyes and put on my mask again. I took a deep breath and opened the door. I saw Kane and my dad at the door. I looked down.
"Perfect fit. Now go sit in the corner" My dad said.
"Yes master." I said as I sat in the corner.
They talked for a while and then before I knew it, it was dark. They said it was time to sleep. Kane got one bed, my dad got the other, and I got the floor. They chained my foot to the floor of my dad's room. As soon as my dad fell asleep I tried to get the chain off my foot, but it was locked. I looked around the room and saw a bobby pin on the floor. I tried to reach for it. I was barely able to reach it. I got it and picked the lock open. I got up and slowly snuck out of the room. I tiptoed throughout the house. I got out the front door and started running. I was tired from not sleeping in 3 days and only having a sandwich and a bottle of water. It was hard to run, but when I wanted to stop I thought about my dad and Kane and I would run faster. I saw a house and I ran to it. I knocked on the door over and over. I heard some yelled, 'I'M COMING! SOMEONE BETTER BE DEAD!' The door flew open and a man stood there in the doorway wearing a robe.
"WHAT!" He barked out.
"Sir, I'm sorry to wake you. My name is Stacy McMahon. I was kidnapped. I got away from my kidnappers. Please sir, please call 911." I cried.
He nodded and let me in. He called 911 and the cops came. They went to the house that I was held in and arrest Kane and my dad. An ambulance came and took me to the hospital. At the hospital they put an IV in me and gave me meds to help me. My brother and Rob were contacted and they rushed right over. By then I was exhausted from not sleeping for 3 days and so I closed my eyes and slept. Rob and Shane came in and rushed to my side. They both held my hands. Shane stroked my hair unhappily. He blamed himself for this and Rob he also blamed himself. In all honesty, I blamed myself. If I wouldn't have taken Rob to McDonald's then this would have happened and he wouldn't have gotten hurt. It's my fault. I heard something in the room and I was getting scared it was Kane and my dad.
A/n: what will Stacy do?