Playground school bell rings, again
Rainclouds come to play, again
Has no one told you she's not breathing ?
Hello, I'm your mind, giving you someone to talk to...Hello...
If I smile and don't believe
Soon I know I'll wake from this dream
Don't try to fix me
I'm not broken
Hello, I'm the lie living for you so you can hide...
Don't cry...
-Hello by Evanescence-

(Jamari's POV)

My parents didn't speak to me at all. At least not in public, didn't want to ruin their loving parents act, but I knew as soon as we reached their private jet, all hell would break loose. They shoved me onto the plane, I felt some of the stitches tear. I held back a scream.

"God you're still such a cry baby." My mom said as she walked past me to one of the chairs.

My dad didn't say anything, he just walked past me to one of the other chairs, he sat down and glared at me.

I groaned and pushed myself up off the floor. "And you're still an drunken bitch, see mom, the years change nothing..."

She laughed. "Look John, she's grown a backbone, amazing what a little bit of money will do for you."

"Money has nothing to due with my backbone." I held my hand over my stomach, I could feel a small amount of blood, hopefully, it will stop soon. I stumbled over to the farthest chair from them and sat.

I don't think Josef even realizes, he's condemned me to hell. I should have just died in that alley way...I wish I would have died in that alley...

"As soon as we get back, word will get out about your return, your...uh, kidnapper hasn't been caught yet, but we'll need to think up a story as to how you got away."

I glared at dad. "Kidnapper? You two are my kidnappers."

He smirked. "Yes well, the press doesn't need to know that."

-New York-

The lights of the cameras flashed in my face. I stood next to my mother, her arm around me in a motherly way. The situation made me want to barf.

"For four years, she was stuck in this mans basement, and finally, she has escaped. We thank you all for your support over the last few years, you all never gave up hope for getting our little girl back."

My dad's tearful speech was pulled off with the perfect impression of a man who gave a shit. Questions were being thrown out at him, he answered a few more, but finally told them he wanted to spend some time with his daughter, and we walked back into our pent house.

As soon as we were inside, my mom jerked away from me, I didn't mind. I grabbed a bottle of vodka off of the drink table and walked towards my room.

"Well, you are your mothers daughter!" My dad yelled at my back, but I chose to ignore it. He was wanting to get a rise out of me, and I wouldn't let him.

In a matter of days, the story of my 'brave survival' circulated the Internet, we were getting calls from reporters across the country, wanting to have a interview with me. Dad turned them all down of course, out of fear of what I would do if a camera was pointed at me.

Tobie and Camryn tried calling, but mom took my phone away. She knew they would be coming here soon, so she made sure and gave a picture of them to the doorman, and advised him not to let them in the building. Told him that they possibly had a hand in my kidnapping.

There was a knock on my door, I looked up, my mom was standing in the doorway.

"You shocked me you know that?"

"That's not hard to do."

She smirked and walked into my room, shutting the door behind her.

"You were able to hide from us for four years, it amazed me you were smart enough to stay under the radar, but I knew, we would find you..."

I shrugged. "Good triumphing over evil only happens in Disney movies."

"You think we're evil? After all we've given you? You still think we're evil..."

"You beat me from the time I was 5, yes, I think you're evil."

She rolled her eyes. "Oh honestly, so we hit you a bit, get over it...you're so spoiled. We only hit you when you deserved it."

I shook my head. "I'm not even going to answer that...get the hell out of my room."

"Maybe we didn't hit you hard enough, cause if we did, you wouldn't say things like that."

"Maybe I just don't give a fuck how hard you hit me anymore."

I felt the familair sting of my mothers hand across my face. "You really need to learn to watch your mouth..."

She turned and walked out of my room. I held back the tears until I knew she was down the hall, I wouldn't give her the satisfaction of hearing me cry.

-Los Angela's-
(Josef's POV)

"I don't care how hard it is, I want you following them...money isn't a problem, I don't care how much it cost..."

I hung up and fell back onto Mick's couch. Him and Beth just stared at me.

"If I would have known that Jamari was the girl you saved, I would have never done the story Josef...I swear."

Beth had covered Jamari's home coming, East Coast Buzzwire sent her a copy of the press conference and she wrote up a story on it. It was a pretty big story, the heiress returning after four years. People were beyond shocked.

"It's not your fault Beth, you didn't know."

I had been trying to get a few guys to follow her parents around. Maybe if they found some illegal activities, I could blackmail them into letting her come back. Something told me it was going to be a lot harder than I originally planned.

I still didn't know who called her parents, but I had every intention of figuring it out. No matter what it took.

Jamari would come back to me, I refuse to leave her in that hell.