"Dylan, please let me go! I want mommy!" I cried out. He put his dick back into his pants and continued to tie me up."Big girls dont need their mommys...vannah." He laughed as i cried out and pulled out some duct tape from the drawer next to him and put it over my mouth. "Everyones going out to get your birthday supplies, they wont be home for hours babygirl" I began to cry and have a tantrum as he began to unbutton my pretty pink party dress. I watched him unbutton the pearly white buttons. The school was locked down on the weekend, so that could not be the reason for actually calling me. Before I had the chance to answer him, there was a knock at my bedroom door. I could tell that it was my mother because she knocked so lightly as if she were scared to disturb me. “Logan can you hold on,” I asked. “Yeah sure,” he responded. I placed my phone down on my bed and walked quickly over to my door, pulling it open to reveal my mother. She looked dressed and ready to go, which was. At work I was busy enough that I didn’t dwell on the past and what Sarah had done to us. Home was another story. I didn’t drink or do drugs, so the pain seemed to stay right there. No matter where I was I missed her, and hated her. I was torn up inside. Angry, hurt, and lonely. I had asked myself many times over why, why had she done what she had done? Why throw it all away? Why the other men? I had lots of questions. No answers. The females at the office soon learned that while I seemed to be. I leapt off the wagon seat down in between my mules and yanked the lynchpin that held the double tree to the wagon's tongue, then ducked under the wheel mule and grabbed my Spenser. I kept my voice calm as I addressed Sonja."Get everyone over here under this wagon; we have big trouble brewing," I said.Sonja did not hesitate for a second as she athletically hopped off the wagon and sprinted back to round up her companions. I ran to the front of my team, grabbed Zeke's halter and started him.