The Secrets Behind the Heart

Chapter 34

My head swirled and so did the room. I mumbled a few words and tried to catch hold of where I was. We were in a dark black place . All the windows were pitch black, probably bullet proof. There was no furniture except for a couch and, apparently, a thick in the center that I was somehow tied to.

As everything was still a blur, I saw two figures on the couch. I felt myself holding hands with another tied up person. As my vision suddenly grew clearer, I couldn't believe my eyes. I found Samantha and Max making out. I turned around to see Simon knocked out too. That's when I got back to reality. We were stuck in Samantha's grab until someone came to rescue us.

I scooted over to sit next to Simon. I bumped my shoulder with his, trying to wake him up.

"Simon, wake up!", I bumped his shoulder again. He finally woke up, and I guess he felt the same way I did. "Simon we're trapped. We have to get out of here!"

I looked back at Samantha's direction to see Max and Samantha still making out. Tears grew into my eyes. I felt guilty for letting this happen. If only Max and her didn't go out then my life wouldn't be this way.

"NO!", I managed to yell out. Both of them stopped and stared at me. I held Simon's hand tightly.

"What do you want peasant?", Max's voice didn't sound normal. It was quite high and pitchy. The white part of his eyes were bright red and he had circular marks on neck. He had no shirt on and his lips were half way chapped.

"Max?", you could hear the sob in my voice.

I felt Simon's hands slid out of mine. I saw his body go straight forward and was looking all loopy. The only one that wasn't acting this way was Samantha.

"They're drunk, Brynn. Forget it. No one can help you now.", Samantha smiled widely. I wanted to punch out what was left of her teeth.

"Look, Samantha. Let me go and I won't tell anyone about this, okay?", I tried to sound calm and serious. Max's arms were wrapped around Samantha's waist, pushing her closer to him. That was an awkward position to be in. She laughed and gave him a breathy smooch.

"Hah! Of course not! Forget it. No one is gonna help you.", Samantha turned to Max and kept giving him breathy smooches. I felt extremely bad for him once he snaps out of his "little world" and finds out his own breath stinks.

I tried to think of a plan. Then I felt Simon's phone in his pocket. Jackpot!

I slid the phone out of his back pocket. Simon slapped my hand. "No, no, no. Bad girl.", he was treating me like a child. I shushed him and just kept mumbling.

I finally got the phone out. I managed to dial 9-1-1 and held it behind my back.

"Samantha, let me out! You can't keep me locked in here forever."

She stopped what she was doing and walked towards me, Max still hugging her waist. "Watch me. The cops are never going to find you n'or your friends. You are going to SUFFER and im going to enjoy this."

I scoffed. "Maniac..."

"Call me what you want but its only going to get worse."

I hope the cops come soon. I cant stand this place any longer. I didn't know how it could get any worse until I see Samantha go up to Simon. Simon, all dazed, moved his legs all over the place. I hid the phone so she wouldn't see it.

Just as she was going to kiss Simon, my body filled itself with rage.

"NO!", I kicked Samantha in the gut, pushing her farther away from Simon.

As complete silence filled the room, I heard the operator speak through the phone.

"Stay right where you are, help is on their way."