SAMMY'S POV*
Taking a shower and watching the blood of the officers drip from my hands was pleasing. I smirked at the puddle by my feet, finally clean I grabbed my towel drying my hair eyeing myelf in the mirror. At a slight glance, the old picture of my past girlfriend Hillary caught my eye. I took it of the wall filing my eyes with buckets of salty tears.
" I do what I do, for you my love. Hoping one day you'd come back home and live in this big house with me ". Hillary resembled Emara perfectly, long brown wavy hair, perfect cheek bones, tan complextion, All that could make a guy fall to his knees and beg for absoulute mercy.
That's what I miss most about Hillary, she was always head strong, just like I admire Emara for being so optomistic. And beautfiul. I walked into my planning room staring at all the girls, the beautiful ladies I had downstairs, and Emara. She was my luckiest catch yet, Nash is lucky, so lucky he's probably coming for her as we speak.
Coming to recite his love for the fair maiden the the dragons firey castle. He's not retreiving my love without a fight. Emara, I would never hurt, I love her too much. I feel an emotional connection when I'm with her. I feel at home, safe and sane.
Emara, is my new bride.
I walked to her door knocking softly, " kitten " I spoke gently. " Im sorry I treated you that way kitten I love you ". No answer. " Kitten "? I asked unlocking her door, I bursted through it looking everywhere. The cold chills of the out doors penitrated my skin, till it hit me. She escaped.
I ran downstairs opening the cellar door turning on the light. " Girls "! I called out yelling. Getting no answer was like a knife to the chest for me. ' Were they dead '? I thought tip toeing my way down the stairs to the cold cellar. Shivers ran up my spine stepping on the cold concrete.
I decided to look around, they were probably hiding, the cold stone to my feet was penatrating and definitly painful. " Girls "! I yelled stumbling back alittle. A pierce of shards hit the bottom of my foot letting me scream.
" Shit "! I screamed holding on my left foot. I looked on the floor to find broken glass all over. What the hell, I thought looking at the broken window.
" NO "! I yelled rushing up the stairs to grab my car keys. Theyve all escaped.
I let them out of my sighting, this was all on me. Of course them being smart little girls, probably begged for a ride somewhere, somewhere they'd think I wouldn't find them. Well joke's on them. My trackers! I thought smirking pressing the big blue button in my car.
A map formed on my GPS showing five big red dots heading towards downtown L.A. I laughed turning my car around the bend speeding down the streets. Oh I was coming for them, coming with full force. And this time, I was coming for revenge.
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bleeding love.
FanfictionEmara is 16 years old, if being in high school isn't hard enough try being in a relationship with vine famous Nash Grier, abusive, then kind. Who could keep up. Then one night alone at her house Emara gets kidnapped leaving Nash wondering, when did...
