Runaway Love

Chapter 27: I'm So Sorry

Trembling hands.

Racing heart.

And sweaty face.

All the signs of yet another torment by my kidnapper.

However, this one was the worse one by far. He is forcing me to do something so awful, it's killing me inside.

I feel another wave of nausea hit me, as I lean against my bedroom wall to support myself.

I eventually collapsed on the ground in defeat, my body is too weak at this point.

The letter in my hand slipped out of my fingers and onto the floor. I wanted to get that paper as far away from me as possible.

The words that were written were haunting me.

Dear Blaise, listen closely...

I was finding it hard to concentrate on anything, but the shattering pain in my heart.

You'll break up with Cameron. I'm evil, I know, but keep listening.

No, I can't keep thinking about it.

If you don't, I swear I'll kill him and make it seem like a suicide. Don't underestimate me.

This can't be happening.

I just love ruining your happiness...

You ruined it for sure this time.

Break up with him tonight or else.

I can't, but I have to.

I have cameras by the way, so if you try to pull anything, I'll know.

Are the cameras watching me right now? Is he sitting in front of a monitor, laughing at my every pathetic move? Does he know how much pain this is gonna put me through?

Of course he knows it's gonna kill me to do this. He loves watching me suffer and he hit me where he knew it would hurt me the most.

Receiving this letter was the worst form of torture my kidnapper has done to me.

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Cameron was sitting at the kitchen table, happily. He was enjoying a turkey sandwich and chips (Doritos, his favorite). He smiled even wider, when he noticed me standing in the living room watching him.

"Hey, baby, come sit with me." I couldn't even look at him without wanting to cry. How can I do this to him?

It's for his own good.

I have to keep telling myself that doing this will save his life. I'm doing a good thing, even though it will leave us both heartbroken.

I walked over and sat in the chair next to him. Then, out of nowhere, tears were streaming down my face.

"What's wrong? What happened?" He grabbed my cheeks, making us make dreadful eye contact.

"I-I want to..." I couldn't get the words out. They were stuck in the back of my throat, basically choking me.

"What do you want? I'll help you." He looks so worried and breaking his heart will top it off.

You're saving his life though.

"I want to break up." I finally said, bursting into tears.

His face fell. He turned pale. And his hands dropped from my face.

"Are you serious?" No, I love you, Cameron.

"Yes, I'm serious."

"Why? I thought we were happy..." We are happy...I have to do this.