Chapter 10

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I wake up and a bright light is blinding me for a moment.

When I look around the doctor is watching me, He had blank hair, a messy beard, not very attractive, and skinny.

"Myra Phillips," he says, "W-"

"199 West Staten Road, four- six people are dead, I survived, another man I know as Sam, helped me, but also helped our kidnappers,'' I say, the doctors eyes goo wide.

"Your telling the truth?" he says, stepping closer.

"That's why I cut myself, so he would take me to the hospital."

He runs towards the phone, "Sam, she would have told."

My heart stops, Sam? He's with Sam? I hear someone yelling over the phone.

I try to get up but my hands are tied to the bed, I shake at them rapidly, but they won't budge.

"Let me go!" I yell.

"I'll keep her here until you cone back," the guy says.

I look at my wrists and thier bandaged, its stained with blood but it's nothing.

He walks up to me, slowly, and soundly.

"Sam is a dangerous, well known man," he pets me and I turn my head,"its stupid to do what you did."

"I just want to go home," a sob comes from my mouth.

"I can't."

"I'm only eighteen, i shouldn't be trapped here for no reason!"

"No reason?" he laughs, "Sam has grown a liking towards you. Sexual wise."

If he didn't help kidnap me and wasn't keeping me here, I would be happy to have a handsome guy like him, but all I want is to escape.

"Please," I whisper to myself.

The guy leaves and says it's his lunch break, "kidnapping is quite a chore," he says.

I wish I could stab him, but since I don't know him, im going to call him professor Asshole.

I see that the chain holding me is popped open and I try to take it apart, after three minutes it works. I slip out of one, when I turn to the other hand, I just force one open.

It actually works, when I'm free I have to figure out, how the fuck am I going to get out.

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