Vanished

Chapter 4

Hello my lovelies! Sorry for the slow updates but here's chapter 4! Hope you're enjoying it!

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I whipped my head around just as the bullet collided with my chest; I needed to see who had been torturing me this whole time. I needed to see who S really was before I died. I could only see a figure though, the outline of a man, he started to walk closer and closer towards me. I collapse in a heap on the ground, I don’t have much time left, maybe even a couple of seconds to discover who had been hiding their identity from me all this time. Slowly, the figure turns its head, then I see him and all of a sudden I lose all my sanity, I jump on him, but he’s too fast; he shoots me again, but this time in my head.

And I’m gone.

I wake up breathing heavily, was what I saw how this will all end? Samuel wraps his arm around me and I flinch. I had let him stay the night in my room, for he showed me where he was supposed to sleep, in a crowded room filled with hammocks. He would’ve had to literally sleep five centimetres away from another person; talk about personal space!

“Hey, hey calm down babe, it’s alright it was just a nightmare,” He says. Babe? BABE? How dare he?

“Exc-uu-se me but I am NOT your ‘babe’,” I reply, disgusted however I'm probably acting a bit melodramatic too. He sighs at that, very dramatically.

“Is that all you have to say? No agreement or anything?” I continue.

“Oh babe, you just don’t get it do you?”

“Excuse me?” I’m raising my voice now, “I don’t know what I did to provoke these thoughts but whatever it is I take it back! And also, one thing you’ll learn about women is that they do not like being told that they don’t ‘get it’.”

“Breathe a little bit babe, we’re cool,” Samuel said, nonchalant while smiling goofily, how could I get angry with him when he gives me that kind of smile? So I just let out a massive sigh.

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The thought had never occurred to me before but I had just come to the realisation that maybe my whole life was a lie; maybe I was living inside a lie. Maybe my family weren’t even my real family; but then there was S, he had called them my family; well at least I think S is a he. I shake my head trying to shake the thought from my mind. I was starting to go a little crazy, I seriously needed to see Daisy so she could help me get my head straight; and I needed to tell her about S.

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I could feel my body soaking up the afternoon sun while I was out on the deck of the boat; the wind whipped through my hair. It had already been a week and I was completely out of it, I had no grip onto reality anymore.

It would be the perfect chance for S to attack me.

Sam was still calling me babe and trying to flirt with me despite my desperate attempts to make him understand that I didn’t want him and I was still wondering about how much I really knew; if I really was that close to discovering the truth.

I had also received a message from Daisy, somehow she had figured out where I was and how to contact me, for I had no phone. She had sent a message to the captain through his phone; the captain told me afterwards what she had said so I’m still wary of it as it might be a trap.

“She told me that she’d meet you at the end of the long wharf at three past midnight when we arrive, I think you should go, she sounded awfully desperate to find out if you’re ok,” the captain had told me.