"Noo don't... please don't!!"
The sound of screaming awakens Amore. "Ow my head" With closed eyes she tries touching her head, but her hands would just not move. She tries yanking on the thing holding her hand from touching her head, but nothing works. Confused, she tries opening her eyes, she blinks a few times before she could finally open them. Darkness... complete darkness ... was all she could see. Her smell and hearing senses increased, letting her hear sounds she would never have heard. The smell of rotten flesh filled her nostrils, almost making her gag. The sound of dripping water could be heard from somewhere in the room but except for that, it was silence. The previous screams she heard were gone. Only silence remained with the constant dripping sound.
"Help me... " Terrifying muffled screams could be heard from another room, then there was silence again. She waited... listening for the person to scream again, praying that they would be alright, but after a while, all hope was lost. She knew that this was a place no one comes out off alive. This was like a horror movie no one wanted to be part of. Dread filled Amore as her memory started coming back.
"Where the hell am I?" She spoke out loud.
'Creak'... she heard the sound of a door opening in the room. Amore yanks her head toward the sound. Squish... squish, the sound of wet shoes could be heard, as the person entered the room, walking towards her with slow steps. A bright light was suddenly switched on making her squint her eyes at the light. A light bulb hung by its wire swinging in front of her.
"It's so nice of you to join us." A man with a deep raspy voice spoke.
Amore looks up towards her hands, her hands were tightly tied above her head with a chain that was hanging from the ceiling. She looks down seeing that she was sitting on a wooden chair and her feet were also tied together. Amore looks fiercely at the guy standing in front of her. He crouches in front of her then tilts his head looking at her with a self-satisfied smirk. His face was covered in scars that were already healed but left him with uneven skin, next to his right eye a big scar ran down the side of his face stopping at the corner of his mouth. He reaches for her cheek and gently starts stroking it.
"You are quite someone aren't you? Some very dangerous people are out there looking for you. Tsk... tsk... what a shame for you, that you got yourself in my hands. Unfortunately, for you, I do like a challenge."
As his fingers gently strokes down the side of her face, Amore shook her head trying to get his hand off her. He suddenly stopped and slap her through the face. The impact caused her face to jerk to the side, her hair falling over to the side of her face. She closed her eyes at the intense pain. Opening her eyes, she looks at him through her hair with a murderous stare. He stands up dusting his hands off.
"Ooo... I like you. You don't even make a sound. This is a first for me. The other bitches normally scream. Let's see how tough you truly are. This is going to be fun!" He said as he walks over to the wall and starts untying the chain.
Amore looks down at the cement floor. The floor was coated in dried blood. She knew she had to get out of here. As her head whips up, she looks around the room. The room has no window, only one door to go in or out. If she wanted to survive, she has to fight. The words her teacher told her came back to her.
"Amore, use everything around you as a weapon, stay attentive and do not get distracted, don't show fear even if you're on the verge of death. You fight until your last breath do you hear me, Amore!! Your body is capable of more than you think. Fight, Amore, fight. Let your body leads you."
She jerks her head up to the sudden pull on her arms. As she was slowly hosted up, she tries standing on the chair but accidentally knocked it over. The chain cut into her skin with every yank causing her to hiss out in pain. She hung with her arms above her head and her feet dangling underneath her. The door to the room opened again. The sound of click-clack of a woman's high heels could be heard on the cement floor walking toward Amore.
"Lovely to see you again sister." Clara stopped before Amore and smirked up at her. "I have come to say my last goodbyes. First, I thought I wanted Billy here to record it, but then I thought why would I miss such a beautiful front row scene?" She turned on her heels and start walking towards the far end of the room.
Amore followed Clara's every move, looking back and forth between Clara and Billy. Confused she saw the table Clara stopped at. 'How did I miss the table?' Amore thought to herself. Clara picked up a dagger and held it up in front of her, tilting her head to the side, she pricked her finger with the tip of the dagger. Droplets of blood ran down the blade of the dagger. She starts laughing hysterically, turned around, and walks back, stopping right in front of Amore. Still holding the dagger in front of her, she looks sideways up at Amore. Clara pressed the tip of the dagger on Amore's skin using it like a brush, she starts dragging it up, starting from Amore's feet and stopping at Amore's thigh. She then starts circling the tip of the dagger on Amore's thigh.
"Do you want to know a little secret my dearest sister?" She leaned forward speaking in a whisper tone. Only she would know why.
"You are not my real sister or even my half-sister, do you want to know how?" She gazed up at Amore with a sneer.
Clara's eyes moved back down to Amore's thigh, she intensely focused on the tip of the dagger she was circling, increasing the pressure with every new circle she made, the tip of the dagger slipped into Amore's thigh causing Amore to scream out in pain. Clara released her hold on the dagger, leaving it inside Amore's leg. Clara beamed with joy up at Amore. She holds out her hand and Billy came hurrying over handing her a rag. She slowly starts wiping the blood from her fingers.
"You know, I always thought something did not add up, so I did some digging." She throws the rag down to the floor, then claps her hands together. "This is so exciting." She said with a straight face. "I'll make it short, I promise." She picked up the chair, sits down, crossed her leg, and starts looking at her nails intensely, then continued speaking. "Your mom met your dad, fell head over heels, she felt she was not good enough for your father... which I agree with though... your dad's parents wanted him to go abroad to study, but your dad did not want to leave your mother and so, she just left him and disappeared one night with a random guy... well that's the story your poor father got." Clara stopped looking at her nails and looked up at Amore then starts giggling. "Ooo I bet you want to know the real story? Okay...okay, I'll tell you."
Amore frowned down at Clara. 'What happened to Clara to go all nuts inside?' She thought to herself.
Clara continued. "Your poor old mother came from an abusive family, poor thing was sold to my father. Your grandparents owned him a lot of money and he was looking for someone to take care of me, so you can see it as a win, win situation. Your mother wanted to run away but my dearest father knew about her precious relationship with your father, so he told her he would kill your dad if she did not come with him. After a while, she found out she was pregnant with you, and she pleaded with my father to keep you. My father of course agreed, knowing he would have something more to hold on to her. If she wanted to leave, he would kill you and your father, the more reason for her to stay." Clara stood up and turned toward Amore. "How do you feel knowing your mother lied to you all these years? Well..." She looks down at her watch. "It's time for me to leave. Billy over there will have some fun with you before you die. Goodbye, Mia."
Clara reach for the dagger, pulled it out, and dropped it to the floor. Amore hissed. Blood started running down Amore's leg dripping to the floor. Clara turned and walked toward Billy.
"Record how you kill her. I wanted to see her die with my own eyes, but I have to go, or Carter will notice I have left. With the recording, I can still get to enjoy her death though." The shrugged her shoulders, not even giving him time to reply, she walked out of the room.
Billy walked eagerly toward Amore while rubbing his hands together. Amore knew she could not wait any longer or she will be too weak to fight. As Billy stopped in front of Amore, she grips the chain tightly in her hands, lifting herself she throws her legs over Billy's head, sitting on his shoulders she tightens her grip on his head using her knees and body movement she turned her body around and snapped Billy's neck. She let Billy's lifeless body fall to the ground.
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Amore Mia
RomanceMia, an 18 year old. Living a life no one should ever have to experience. Having an abusive father and a mother who would love her father no matter how many times he abused them. How will the MMA fighter who she felt an instant connection fit into h...