You’ve been missing for months, kidnapped. You’ve been abused, mentally, physically and sexually. But today you escaped.

You ran through many fields,your legs aching from under you as you collapse. You soon saw a reflection against something the moon light, a phone.

You immediately picked it up and dialed your boyfriends number, Simon .He answered quickly.

“Simon speaking, who is this?” he mumbled in a tone of exhaustion. Tears roll down your cheeks as you hear his voice.