Myra's story

Chapter 6

I can't see jade, I can see her outline, i know she's crying in the corner crying. Wimp.

Sam looks at me and caresses my cheek, I don't move my face back.

This is better than being shot.

"Your innocent huh?" he asks.

I nod.

"You don't have to be scared," he says, he touches my neck.

His fingers are lingering on my skin, I actually don't want him to move them.

"She's going to kill me?" I ask.

"No, I won't let her."

"Why not?" inside I want him to say something romantic, but the smarter part of myself is saying, your going to fucking die.

"I don't know, for once, I want someone to survive."

Wait.

"You've done this before?" my voice its a whisper.

"Watched, I don't torture," his hand rests on my thigh.

"I-"

A gun shot from upstairs spooks me and I jump. Screaming follows it, Camron.

I don't realize tears are going down my cheeks until Sam is wiping them off.
I jump back when his fingers touch me.

"Your beautiful," he whispers, "don't cry."

Your telling me not to cry when your shooting up people and tieing us up.

I turn my head, now not wanting him touching me.

"I have a reason to," I say looking into his eyes.

After moments of silence someone stays coming down the stairs, I jerk up and try to block out any thoughts my mind will come up with.

Sam, uses his finger and lifts my head up so I face him. But I keep my eyes closed.

"Sam!" another man's choice says, probably the dark haired boy.

Its the dark haired boy, when he sees Sam's hand on my cheek he smiles.

"Nice one isn't she," he says, sending a chill down my body.

Sam stays quiet, "what do you need?" her finally says, dropping his hand from my cheek.

"Her."