After getting home, Ryan went straight to our bedroom leaving my family and me, the whole ride home he didn't speak to anyone, he didn't even look at my parents at all. I mean I understand, his parents have just been dragged away in front of him because my parents locked them up, but they did kidnap me and kept me away from my parents for 15 years, so I understand where both sides are coming from, which makes me stuck in the middle. 

"He's gonna be alright he just needs time to calm down," I say,  he makes his way up the stairs towards our bedroom, my father walks...