As I drove out of Trenton, I thought about my past and how it all had happened to me. It all started like this:

Chapter 1 (Fourteen Years Ago)

When I was 18, I got accepted to Princeton. Everything was going great and then I found Morrelli back in town. I was still hurt over the fact that he took my virginity when I was 16. So, I rammed him with the Buick. My mom found out of course and we had the worst argument ever.

"Stephanie Michelle Plum! Young lady, how dare you hit that Morrelli boy with the Buick? You broke his leg! Does Elliot's daughter go off and ram boys with her car? Does Margie's daughter go and break people's legs? The answer is no, and do you know why? That's because they are acting like respectable citizens and are well-mannered daughters! What will the neighbors think? They have such nice daughters and what do I get? A daughter that acts like a monkey by jumping off of the garage roof! I am so ashamed of you! What am I going to say when the neighbors ask? This is even worst than the time at the Tasty Pastry! What were you thinking?"

I didn't say anything. I just kept staring at her while my emotions built up.

"Why do I have a daughter like you? The phone has been ringing off the hook! I couldn't even step out off this door! I am so embarrassed because of you!"

Being a teenager and emotionally distraught, I mouthed back. "Fine, if you're that ashamed of me, then I'm leaving right now for Princeton, and I won't be coming back, nor will I ever call home!"

I heard a gasp as I ran upstairs to grab my luggage.

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As I walked the deserted street, I mentally kicked myself for acting so stupid. I didn't have a plane ticket, so I couldn't get out of Trenton and I was so angry that I didn't know where I was driving to. I was lost. I had been driving for two hours on a big road already but I couldn't ask anyone for help because there was no one in sight. I muttered some pretty colorful words as I ran out of gas. I walked around for half an hour hoping to find a signal for my cell phone but no such luck. Just then, I saw an expensive looking car coming my way. The windows were tinted so I couldn't see inside. The car rolled to a stop beside me as the windows rolled down.

"What's a pretty lady like you doing in a dark deserted road like this?" said the driver. His eyes were almost black and looked as though they were piercing through my soul. His hair was short and black and overall, I couldn't say he was ugly, a bit attractive but something about him felt cold.

"I got lost and my car ran out of fuel. To top it off, I can't get a signal on my cell phone."

"Honey, nobody can get a signal out here. Climb in; I'll drive you to a motel."

"Well… I don't exactly have any money on me for a night at a motel." That was another stupid mistake of mine for not bringing money.

"Don't worry little lady, I'll take care of it. Are you gonna get into the car are or you just gonna stand there?"

"Thanks." Getting into the car was the biggest mistake of my life. Not only did he not take me to a motel, but he imprisoned me for 8 months. I will never forget all the torture that they had inflicted on me.