Abducted

7. Blood Stained Pain

I woke up in a yellow room with stained walls. I was untied. There was a door and the floor was cement. Anna and Easton were just waking up.

"YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALI- Oh, oops!" Anna said. Easton yawned.

"Where's Bonnie?" He asked.

"They must not have gotten her," I said realizing Bonnie was, in fact, not here. That's when the sirens when off. WAAAAAAHHH! WAAAAAAHHH! They screamed on and on. Sam stepped in, grabbed me, and held a blade to my throat. The throbbing sirens stopped.

"This is what you get for trying to escape!" Sam screamed. The knife began its little journey into my neck.

"Wait!" Easton said, standing "Take me! I volunteer!" Very Hunger Games if you ask me. Sam threw me away and Easton took my place. Anna wailed as blood started to flow from Easton's throat and drench his shirt. I stared in horror. I mouthed "Thank you." and tears rushed down my face. Easton screams of agony got softer as the blade got deeper. Sam had a huge smile on his face, like a kid who had just gotten a big teddy bear from a carnival. Finally, Easton's eyes glazed over with a last look of terror and pain frozen on his face. Sam sat the corpse in a chair, cut a smile into Easton's face, and looked at us.

"You're next, Anna," My body froze. Sam pulled Anna away, her screams of defiance getting softer.

"You freak! Leave me alone! You can't make me go! Let me go!" she yelled, failing to tug her arm free. I felt like someone had just shot me in the head, blown out my brains. All I could feel was the numbness of terror. I turned to look at Easton.

"Thank you," I whimpered, "Thank you so much." I began to cry, I had just gotten home, just seen my parents, finally felt safe, and Sam had taken that from me. I fixed Easton's dirty blonde hair and closed his eyes. I didn't notice the door open. Sam grabbed my ponytail and dragged me into another room. He blindfolded me and laid me on a couch. Or at least, I think it was a couch. "Sam, p-please, let me g-go! I won't t-tell anyone, I p-promise!" I whispered. I felt Sam's warm breath on my shoulder.

"No," he whispered. I gripped the couch cusions. Fear coursed through my body. I felt so vunerable, I couldn't see a thing and Sam was silent. I wonder if he trained as a ninja. Bam! Sam slapped me. Over and over and over. Around twenty, blood seeped into my eyes. Finally at either seventy-eight or nine, I went under.

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I was cold. As if I had been sleeping in a refridgerator.

"Hello?" I whispered.

"Ah, you're awake," It was Sam. My face burned with hatred. I tried to sit up, feeling my way around, but Sam helped me up.

"I can get up!" I snapped. Then I realized my shirt was missing. I crossed my arms over my chest and sucked on my cheek. At least I still had my bra.

"You're pretty," Sam muttered, pushing a bloody strand of hair away from my face.

"What?" I could slap him right now. Actually, I could Chinese Water Torture him, and starve him in a jail cell for a year (or two), then slice him and leave him to bleed in a tree. Have him be eaten by vultures. Something like that. Sam sat down next me. I felt him watching me. I wanted to hiss like a cat. He leaned in and I pushed him off me. I glared through my blindfold.

"Stop it," he said forcefully. He pushed my hands down and placed butterfly kisses down my neck, working towards my mouth. I freed my hands and pinched him. I even drew blood! He just kept working on me, his hands running over my back. I felt like vomiting. Maybe if I did that, he'd stop? I tried to vomit, but, with the lack of food, I couldn't. I put my hands on his stomach, and tried to move my legs out from under him. Come on, come on. Sam pushed my legs back. Dang it! I pulled my face away. He looked confused.

"Stop, I can't breathe, and you're heavy," I gasped. Sam's face changed. He got up, lifted me up, and tied me to a table leg.

"Don't move Baby," he said. I hate that pet name. But, most of all, I hate Sam.

A/N Like? It has some violence, some romance(?). Its a mix. While writting this, I got all teared up when Easton died! Till next time!