"Liam is under my control now, sweetheart," Ace sneers, tightening his grip.
Amella's eyes blaze with defiance as she confronts him, "Why do you hate him?! Leave him alone!" His hold on her neck loosens slightly.
Gripping her hair tightly, Ace looks...
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Liam's Pov [Trigger warning: Blood]
It was dark. Everywhere. I was standing there, alone. A hundred thoughts swirl around my mind as I looked around, trying to find some light. I couldn't even see my hands and my body was shivering due to the cold.
"Liam" A soft voice whispers and I immediately recognize it. Amelia's voice. I look around frantically trying to find where she is.
"Liam...why didn't you save me?" Amelia says. Even though I couldn't see her, the way her voice was quivering told me that she was on the verge of crying. My head starts spinning.
"Where are you?" I shout, my eyes wide and my hands moving around, trying to find anything.
"It's your fault. You couldn't save me...Liam...why..." Her words were like knives, stabbing my heart and breaking it into million pieces. Fuck Fuck Fuck
"You didn't save me from him! You were supposed to be my protector" Amelia comes in front of me and I gasp, looking at her appearance. Her face was covered with blood, her lips busted, hair was messed up. Bloodshot eyes and puffy cheeks.
"Amelia" I whisper, even though my voice was betraying me. Everything hurts my body, my heart, and my brain. I am going to be mad....fuck!!
"I hate you" Amelia whispers, making my heart stop.
"AMELIA!!" I yell, tears falling down my cheeks. My heart pounds in my chest and I feel I just couldn't breathe anymore. I was heartbroken...my eyes searched for Amelia but I couldn't find her. Suddenly, my body jerks up. Breathing hard, I looked around me. I was in a room, it was small and white in colour.
Taking a deep breath, I assure myself that it was not true. It was just a nightmare, a bad one. Amelia would never hate me. Never. After a few minutes of calming myself, I start inspecting the room.
The room smells good, surprisingly. The walls looked like they were newly painted, and the small bed was new too. Everything looked new except a victorian styled cupboard. I frown.
That's strange. I don't know why but I was feeling strange... it's odd to see a room like this when you are kidnapped by someone. There must be a reason behind it. It's either a trap or...Think Liam...Think...
After pacing around the room for a couple of minutes, I came to two conclusions. Even though the chances of those are very low, there is still hope.
Fuck...I can't just be in this room and do nothing. The nightmare has already left me shaken up and now I can't sit here anymore. I have to do something, I have to get out of here and save my Amelia before it's too late. Again, my eyes went to the cupboard. There was something that was pulling me to go to the cupboard. Since I trust my gut feelings more than I trust myself, I moved toward the cupboard.
Slowly opening the cupboard, I found a tray and a glass of water which was enough to make me confident that the conclusion was right. This was something that made me smirk internally. The wheels of my mind slowly start spinning and after being kidnapped, it was the first time I felt like a fucking mafia prince.
This is going to be fun.
Author's Note
Early update because I am feeling down today and I kinda need you guys <3I feel like crying honestly and I have no idea why....