Olivia's Mission

Chapter 16: A Fight

(Jame's POV)

"Come on, let's go home", says Samantha softly. I sigh, "I'm gonna stay here and wait for Olivia, I'm not leaving here", I say softly. Samantha puts her hand on my shoulder, "She's gonna be okay! She knows what she's doing", she says softly. I nod, "Okay! I'm gonna call the cops! They can escort you to your family, they can drop me off too", I say. Samantha nods, "I haven't seen my mom and dad for over a long time, maybe like a year, I don't really remember, they did a lot of horrible things to me", she says softly. I nod, calling the cops, "Police Department, how can we help you?", a man asks. I sigh, "Hey! My wife and I found a missing girl! Her name is Samantha Wells and we need her escorted to her family ASAP", I say. The man calls out to his fellow policemen, then comes back to the phone, "What street are you on?", he asks. I look up at the street sign, coming back to the phone, "Rockwell Ave", I say. I hear the police type the address into his computer and come back to the phone, "We'll be there shortly! Stay where you are!", they say and hang up. I put my phone in my pocket, sighing, "What did they say?", asks Samantha worriedly. I smile sadly, "They are coming and, they are gonna escort you to your family", I say. Samantha gasps, smiling, "I can't believe I get to see my family!", she says happily. I nod, sighing, looking out as the cars pass us, "You okay? I thought you would be happy?", asks Samantha. I sigh, "I am it's just, how am I gonna explain how Olivia just let people kidnap her to her brother? Hudson is gonna kill me!", I say worriedly. Samantha looks up at me, "Trust me when you explain the whole story to him, he'll understand", she says. I nod, seeing the police pull up on the side, "Let's go!", I say as I take Samantha's hand. The police arrive and escort us in the car, driving away to Samantha's house.

(Olivia's POV)

I wake up sitting in a chair, my hands tied behind my back with a rope, "I recognize you huh? Didn't I just see you?", I hear Matthew say as he comes in the room, smirking. I roll my eyes, "Cut the crap! What do you want with me? If I do it, will you leave my family alone?", I ask. Matthew laughs, walking towards me, "All I want, is for you to get back together with me!", he says. I sigh annoyed, "You know that won't happen", I say, disgusted. Matthew bends down, looking at me in the face, "Well then, here's your answer, no I won't leave your little family alone", he says. I glare at him, "Can we at least make another deal or something?", I ask annoyed. Matthew laughs, shaking his head, "That is the only deal I'll make!", he says, circling around my chair. I look down, trying to figure out how I can get out of these ropes, "Why did you even come back? You got away! Why come back?", he asks smirking. I sigh, finding out I have a pocket knife in my pocket, "Because, I wanna match you! You destroyed my teenage life! I wanna show you how it feels to be beaten and tortured because that's exactly what you did to me", I say madly, sneaking the pocket knife slowly out of my pocket. Matthew raises his eyebrows, "Well then, how about we make a deal!", he says. I glare at him, "You said you wouldn't make another deal!", I say, slowly using the pocket knife to cut the ropes off my wrists. Matthew sighs, "Your right! How about I kill you, then this problem would be over!", he says as he comes up to me, holding a knife to my throat. I get the ropes cut in time and I grab the knife, throwing it on the ground, "I guess you won't be killing me after all", I say, holding the pocket knife in my hand. Matthew looks down at my hand, looking up at me smirking, "You really think you can hurt me with just a tiny pocket knife? I'll kill you before you can ever get to me!", he says as he runs, grabbing the knife from the floor. I keep the pocket knife by my side, keeping an eye on Matthew, "Don't you dare touch me!", I say. Matthew walks slowly, keeping the knife against his waist, "I'm just trying to kill you! I'm gonna have to touch you to kill you!", he says. Matthew then throws the knife towards me. I duck, having the knife fly right over my head, "Your not gonna kill me, when your throwing like that!", I say, raising my eyebrows. Matthew growls at me, "Well, I'm gonna kill you", he says. I smirk at him, "Try me!", I say madly. Matthew then trips me, making me fall to the ground. I lay on the ground, about to get up when Matthew pushes me down on the floor, "Your not going anywhere", he says as the knife goes to my throat. I keep the knife away from my throat as I try to get up but Matthew has me pinned down, "Oh no! Your husband isn't here! Guess he can't save you! Looks like your gonna die!", he says as the knife gets closer to my throat. I use my hands, trying to push the knife further away from my throat but it keeps getting closer. Matthew smirks, the knife getting closer and closer to my throat, "It's coming Olivia!", he says, the knife almost touching my throat. I then remember a technique I did in karate when I was younger.

Memory

"Okay ready Olivia, one....two...three...now!", yells my father. I raise my leg and chop the karate board in two pieces. My father smiles at me, "Your doing great at this!", he says. I smile, my two front teeth gone, "Thank you Daddy", I say with a tiny voice. My father smiles at me, "Now, what if someone is on top of you!", he says as he then lunges me to the ground, his arm across my throat. I think, "What can I do?", I ask myself. I then take my two front legs and put them against my stomach, pushing my dad off me, "Good job!", he says as he tumbles over. I laugh, "I'm I gonna get a black belt soon?", I ask. My father sits up, smiling, "Yes you are! Tomorrow you will", he says as he pinches my cheeks. I smile, hugging my father.

End Of Memory

I smirk, "Did you know I took karate when I was younger?", I ask, struggling. Matthew sinks the knife more by my neck, " I don't care", he says madly. I then smirk, taking my legs and putting them on my stomach, flinging Matthew off of me. The knife drops and I sit back up, grabbing the knife, "Should've paid attention!", I say, the knife still in my hand. Matthew groans as he lays on the floor, sitting up, "Karate is useless", he says as he stands back up. I hold the knife next to me, gripping it in my hand, "It's not, if I can beat you, karate is helpful", I say sternly. Matthew sighs, cracking his knuckles, "Come at me! I know you want to!", he say smirking, just standing there. I breath heavily, knowing not to go after him, "Your pathetic! Your too scared to come attack me!", he says smirking. I sigh, "I'm not scared", I say madly. Matthew rolls his eyes, "Face it! Your too scared to come and kill me!", he says, smirking. I fume with anger, "Wait! Why aren't you coming after me?", I ask, raising my eyebrows. Matthew fumes with anger, "Because......", he says, staying silent after a while. I smirk, "That's what I thought", I say. Matthew rolls his eyes, "Whatever!", he says madly. Matthew than runs towards me, grabbing my neck. I gasp for air as he slams me against the wall, "Your too much of a wimp to kill me, you still have feelings for me", he says with a smirk. I struggle to get free but his hands tighten around my neck some more, "You won't get away with this", I say, struggling to breathe. Matthew smirks, "There isn't anyone here, I will get away with this", he says as he tightens his grip. I gasp for air, trying to struggle free. I then feel Mattew's hands unhook from my neck, letting me freely off the wall. I gasp for air, closing my eyes as I feel myself blackout.

Author's Note

Hey guys! I finally updated it! Anyway, I've been busy with tests and quizzes every week so, I haven't had time to do much! Anyway, hope you enjoy!