It was dark.
Why was it so dark? Where am I? Why do I feel so lonely and scared? My heart's beating so fast for no reason at all.
What's happening?
I tried to search for someone. I shouted desperately for someone, I need someone to stay here with me.
I don't want to be alone.
I don't want to stay here.
I was about to cry when I heard a familiar voice behind me, it was calling out to me. It was so familiar but somehow I can't pinpoint the owner of the voice. I don't know whose voice it belongs to but I have this feeling that I don't want to know who this person is.
"It's all your fault!"
Strong hands were suddenly around my neck and I was pinned to the ground. Its voice echoed in the darkness. My head was pounding all of a sudden, it hurts and I was trying to get away from this person.
My entire body felt like it was burning. This mysterious person's touch was burning me. It hurts. I can barely breathe.
This person is dangerous. My mind is telling me that this person is dangerous. I have to get away. I have to get away from this person.
Bad.
This is bad.
I have to get away!
"They hate you! I hate you! No one wants you here! I hate you!"
I felt some pain in my chest when this stranger said that. Why should I feel pain for what this stranger had said?
I can't breathe. I can't move. I don't want to be here!
SOMEONE HELP ME!
This bad person is putting more pressure on my neck and its nails was digging on my skin.
It hurts.
I could feel my blood trickling down on my neck.
I want my brothers!
I want to be back to where my brothers are!
I don't want to be here.
Darkness.
I don't want to be here. Someone help. It hurts.
Everything hurts.
"...I hate you..."
I want my brothers back!
My eyes watered as I tried to see what this person look like but their face was a blur but this feels oddly familiar.
All too familiar.
"...Sam..."
Someone's calling me. This voice was also familiar. Safe.
"Hey...gotta wake up for us, baby..."
Wake up? But aren't I awake already?
"Sam... "
Safe. Their voices makes me feel safe. These people makes me feel better.
I could trust them.
Yeah, I could. I should.
"...Sam...!... Samantha!"
"SAM!"
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Her Lovely, overprotective Brothers
Ficção Adolescente[[COMPLETED]] [[UNEDITED]] Samantha Lydia Stones is a 15 year old girl with not just one but four overprotective brothers. Add two of her adopted brothers to the group then boom! A chaotic family. They live under the same roof which makes it so much...