Relationship With a Dead Man

Relationship With a Dead Man- Chapter 4

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Time for the big build up to the action packed story you guys are here to read :D

Ninja_Skillz

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SAM'S POV

Crunching sounds and grunts and moans of pain filled my ears, my head hurts so bad.

My face felt wet and sticky, and the smell of blood was all around me.

The last thing I noticed is that I was tied up and lying on the floor.

When I opened my eyes all I saw was darkness.

The first thing that came to mind was, 'Oh no, I'm blind.'

But soon I found it was just a blindfold.

The constant groans of pain and mutters that first filled my ears became easier and easier to understand.

Soon I could hear everything.

"I swear, that's all I know." A male voice said in a deep Greek accent, he sounded scared sh*tless.

"I told you before. If you didnt come up with the money OR the diamonds, then I would have no choice but to kill you." A deep French accent echoed through the room. Not exactly loud, but firm and demanding respect.

"P-p-please." a second male voice, with a deep Greek accent, begged. "We just need a little more time."

A crunching sound, followed by a cry of pain boomed through the room.

"The broken arm," the French man said, "Is for speaking out of turn. And by the way Rodrico, I would have given you the time you asked for. If not for the girl lying on the floor. So unfortunately, both of you will die tonight."

My insides froze.

Was this guy seriously going to kill those two guys because of me?

The first man spoke up,

"You're going to kill us, for something Desmond did?"

I heard the sound of someone spitting, then a kicking sound.

"No, Samuel, I was going to kill you anyway, but you have Desmond to blame for speeding up the process."

For about 3 minutes everything was silent.

The Greeks began to whimper in fear.

Then the most sickening sound I have ever heard in my life; the sound of cutting meat.

It filled the room and the other Greek began to cry in fear and despair.

Then not even 30seconds later, the same sickening sound filled the room, and all fell silent.

I began to silently cry, hoping this stranger wouldn't hurt me.

A hand grabbed me, and I screamed in terror.

"Shhh," the stranger said soothingly, "It's ok. Let's get you home."

I nodded in acceptance.

I felt the rope that was binding my body being cut away. Once I could freely move my hands, they shot up to the blindfold.

Before I could take it off, the Frenchman quickly grabbed my hands and said: "Don't take it off, you really shouldn't see this."

"Ok." I said meekly, my throat is so sore.

He picked me up and soon I was in a car.

After half an hour, the car stopped and I was taken out the car.

I walked through doors and upstairs while the stranger guided me.

Finaly he told me I could take off my blindfold.

I ripped it off as quick as possible. I expected to see a face, but all I saw was a cheap black mask.

I gasped, "You're, you're prodigy." I said slowly backing away.

He chuckled lightly, "Why are you backing away? If I was going to hurt you I would have done it by now."

I walked past him and sat on the bed. He turned around facing me, he was silent and still.

His broad torso and arms stretched against his blood-soaked black hoodie.

"Soo, you gonna talk or what?" he asked breaking me out of my trance.

"What?" I asked, he must have asked me a question.

"I said, that you must like reading." pointing to my bookshelves before walking over to them.

After picking one out and started to flip through it he remarked "I'm quite surprised, y'know. Most people would care about the fact they were just at the scene of a murder."

I was stunned. He just killed two men and he was accusing me of being heartless?

"Its not that I don't care it's just that I didn't understand what you were talking about." I nervously bit my lip and looked down into my lap.

"You don't need to understand. I was hired to kill those men. So now theyre dead. Simple." he said with a shrug.

"No, not that. Meant about me." I looked into the eyes of the mask.

He laughed. "Oh no, don't tell me you're one of those 'love at first sight' kinda girls are you? I needed a reason to kill them faster and you were there."

I couldn't help but get angry.

"How dare you think that I could fall for someone like you? That I would fall in love with you just because you saved my life."

Prodigy's attitude changed instantly, he stopped being happy and turned deadly serious.

He walked steadily towards me and placed the book in my lap.

"And never was there a story so full of woe, then of Juliet and her Romeo." he walked out my door, he briefly turned his head and said, "Sorry about the blood."

Then he was gone.

I then realised that I was still covered in blood.

Before I reached the shower my phone buzzed, a text from Zara.

Oh thank god she's ok, I forgot that she was with me.

ZARA'S TEXT

Hey babe, what happened with Desmond last night? You guys totaly blew me off? xx

I quickly text back;

Sorry, and it's a long story, I'll talk to you tomorrow. x

When the message was sent I stepped into the shower and replayed the last two day in my head.

"God, my life couldn't get any weirder." I said to myself as my muscles relaxed against the warm jets of water.