(A/N: ok so back to Cammie's POV! You know what im gonna say… REVIEW! Enjoy!
Cammie's POV
I woke up back in the uncomfortable bed. I sat up and groaned. My stomach hurt so much, from Mrs. Goode whacking it over and over. I layed back down. I heard the door open and close.
"oh Cameron darling! I brought you some food." She said, bringing a tray over and placing it on the foot of my bed. "Don't worry, it's not poison. Id rather torture you to death. Poison is just to easy." She laughed. I gave her a questioning look. "fine. Youll starve to death if you don't eat it." She added.
She was right. I could either take the chance and maybe die or dont and definitely die. Looks like im eating. I took a bit if the bright red apple. Before I knew it the apple was gone and so was the glass of water she gave me. I also had a piece of bread. I decided to save it until later. I was fine. So I guess she was telling the truth.
"so are you going to tell me what I want? Because if you do you can see your father." She said.
"No. how do I know your not lying about my dad? I want to see him first." I said.
She sighed. "alright, but you only get 5 minutes with him." She said and left. This was it. I was going to finally see my father that has been "dead" for over 11 years. Mrs goode came back pushing a middle aged man. he had blood and bruises all over him and his clothes were worn out. Despite the blood covering him I could tell eho it was. My dad.
He walked in and just stared at me. I stared back. Mrs goode. Left.
"who are you?" he asked meanly.
"Cameron. Cameron Morgan." I said, still staring.
His eyes widened. "Cammie?" he asked softly.
A tear slid down my face, "hi dad." I said and laughed a sad laugh.
"oh my god! Cammie!" he yelled and ran towards me. He hugged me and by now we were both crying. "why are you here?" he asked.
"same as you." I said. " but what answers does she want? I mean I have no idea what she's talking about!" I whispered.
"don't worry. She just wants to know where I hid a project I was working on..." He said.
"Why? so what should I tell her?" I asked.
"lie. Just lie. We will get out of here. I promise." He assured me.
"ok." I said.
The door burst open, "times up!" yelled mrs goode. She pulled my father away and gave him to a guard. "alright so tell me." She said smiling.
"oh im sorry. The project is hidden. I mean I can't give it to you, I can just tell you where it is." I said. Total complete lie.
"alright. Were is it?" she asked.
"why should I tell you?" I asked.
"because, I have a gun." She smiled.