Sams POV
drip. drip. drip. it was cold and wet wherever the heck I was. I figured I was somewhere secluded and most likely in a basement. I heard whispers from across the room although it wasn't much of a whisper. "let's just take the girl and kill her." "no. we need information and we must track him down." at least they decided not to kill me. I heard the click clack of shoes on the cold concrete. they ripped the blindfold from my face. I stared into the eyes of a cold-blooded monster. "it will be such a shame to
ruin such a beautiful face." I would've punched him hard, but my hands were chained to the solid, brick wall. I would've screamed at him or spit in his face, but my mouth was covered by a strip of duct tape. my eyes however said it all. my 3 best friends, Henleigh, Alex, and Leilani, said that I could never play poker with people I knew because my eyes say it all. Alex is a runner. that's what she does, but when I need her most she stays put. she's an incredible friend! she is an amazing Christian and her faith is unshakeable. Leilani moved from Hawaii 3 years before I moved to Texas. Her family are missionaries and I couldn't survive without her. she plays soccer and basketball and she is awesome! she cares so much and always knows how to make me smile. I wish my friends were here now. wait, no I don't. I would never wish this on them. these men are treating me like I'm dirt, but I guess I can understand why. they believe that women are much lesser than men. the group of men leave the cold, damp room for a few hours. while they're gone, it gives me time to think. time to think about everything. my friends, family, Dylan. Dylan. I miss him so much. I know that this is probably killing him. I know he's placing the blame on himself, but I'm praying that God gives him peace. I trust that Dylan will find me with God's help. I know he will do everything that he can to get me back and I don't doubt that for a second. My heart has always been full of joy ever since I was 13 because that's when I accepted Christ as my Savior, but lately spending this time with Dylan, it's been even more full of love. I know now that I am absolutely in love with Dylan. I drift off to sleep after about 5 hours, hoping that I get the chance to tell him just how much I love him.
