TheClosetKidnapper

Ryder How many other people know? I close my eyes, dreading the very thought. ```` Jason I look over the house, automatically reminded of home and of my family. Alex ...

Ryder I stare at the leather strap on my wrist before standing and changing. Collapsing in my bed, I stare up at the ceiling and allow myself to make patterns ...

Ryder I lock myself in my room and sit against the door on the carpet, thinking.

Ryder I head back inside and pass by the chores list, ripping it off the wall and dropping it into the trash can on my way upstairs.

Ryder I bite my tongue, standing and walking away, "Then keep quiet about it. This place is already hell."

Ryder "Not what I meant," I say, studying her back. "I don't care about your name. I care about how you came across something like that, something my family doesn't ...

Ryder I open my eyes and sit up, looking at her coldly, "Who the hell are you?"

Ryder Taking a deep breath, I close my eyes again, "What else do you know about me?"

Ryder My eyes open, part of me unnerved she already knows who I am, but don't look at her, "I might be."

Ryder I lace my hands behind my head and wait things out, listening.

Ryder Silently taking the spot beside her, I lie in the chair and close my eyes.

Ryder Deciding to figure this out for myself, I cross the roof and climb down the side again. I slip inside my room and slide my window shut. I change ...

Ryder Finishing my cigarette, I stomp it out and gracefully make my way to the edge of the roof facing the pool. My eyes set on the girl from the ...

Ryder I look over the property as I smoke, making out a few people I recognize. Way in the back, which I can somehow see, someone falls off their horse ...

Ryder Once inside my room, I walk to my bag and take out my secret stash. Tucking a cigarette or two in my jacket, I open my window and slip ...