Hope

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Sam's POV

We are waiting for almost 10 minutes before there is someone walking our way. I don't know why but I have a bad feeling. This waiting is taking way to long. Most of the times people want there package as soon as possible. It's only me and Jason here and we don't have much to talk about anymore.

The person coming our way seems to be in a hurry. I can't see his face and I see that Jason gets uneasy. "I have a bad feeling.'' Jason says.

''Yeah me to.'' And at that moment a car stops behind us. Before we can turn around my eyes are covered. I try to get out of the grip but there probably are three people. I am pushed in the what I think is the car. I feel something sharp on the side of my neck, a needle. Quickly I feel my eyes getting heavy and I can't fight back anymore.


Emily's POV

After getting home yesterday, Damian made us diner and we watched a movie. For a minute I thought everything went back to normal. And for the rest of the night and next day it did. But like everytime his 'being nice' tube gets empty and he goes back to being the mean Damian.

''Damian I am going to bed. Goodnight.'' I get up from the couch but Damian grabs my arm and pulls me back. 

''Wait up.'' He says with a smirk. He pulls me further into him. ''You know I have been good to you today.'' I nod. ''Don't you think I should get anything in return? I have some things in mind we can do.'' His smirk only gets bigger and he adds a wink.

''Maybe later I am really tired. Can I just go to bed please?'' I know I should have let him have his way but I know what he wants and he isn't getting it. Not ever.

''No.'' His voice is cold now. In a split of a second he grabs my arms and lays me flat on my back on the couch with him ontop of me.

''Damian please.'' He releases himself from his shirt and starts to magage my breast. ''Damian please stop.''

''NO I was nice to you all day and I get nothing in return! This is what I want. Plus I need to get you pregnant.'' Before I know it he hits me in the face. He starts undressing me. I stretch out my arm and get the bowl from the table next to the couch. Without even thinking about it I hit him in the head. He falls limp on me. With all my power I push him off and he falls on the ground.

Fuck what did I do? Did I kill him? Is he breathing?

I don't know but I get my coat and Phone and walk out the door. I get in a cab and drive to the undercover house. 

An hour later

''Sam?'' I knock on the door. No responds. I open the door and look inside the appartment. ''Sam are you here?'' Maybe he isn't home. I look in the bedroom but he also isn't there. I see a small note laying on his pillow. 

Out on deal, Kennedy park. 11 am.

11 am? It is 11 pm now. I take out my Phone and call Williams.

''Williams it's me. Where is Sam? there is a note that he has been out since 11 am. It's now 11 pm. What is going on?''

''Emily I know. He hasn't been incontact with me all day since this morning. We're already busy looking for him. Where are you?''

''I am in the appartment.''

''Why are you there? You should be home.''

''No I am needed here. I will get some information here. Keep me informed.'' I end the call and am already out the door walking the garage. I don't think I have walked so fast in a long time.

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