Fixing My Heart ➣ Sam Pottorff

Chapter 15

I woke up, uncatiously knowing that three men had me by the hands and waist, turning uncomfortably in my bed.

"Is she ever going to fucking wake up?" I heard one say, my eyes shooting open. I began to kick them, but they had grabbed a hold of me, shaking me to stop. The tears kept flowing as I fought, but soon lost.

I screamed one last time, but soon was covered by a hand, the smell in his hand making me fall asleep instantly.

goodbye cruel world.

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I couldn't stop crying, the horror scene unveiling right before me. They were grabbing my sister and uncle, shooting my uncle in the leg before stabbing my Tia in the back.

"NO PLEASE STOP PLEASE!" I exclaim, trying to break free of these very tight ropes. My sister, please don't hurt my sister. I prayed to dear God that they wouldn't hurt her. I watched as one man in a dark black suit grab her, pulling her away in a separate car. I kicked and kicked and kicked till I had no strength in both of my legs, the ropes around my ankles creating severe burns, but I honestly didn't care.

I couldn't let them take my sister, or anything important in my life away.

My legs became weak, watching the kick and pinch my uncle, blood coming out of his mouth, falling to the floor.

"NOOOO!" I scream loud, pounding on the glass window as hard as I could. I just witnessed, my own uncle, get murdered. I'm gonna be scarred for life I swear. I can no longer see my sister, which worries me sick. I wonder what's going through her mind, I wonder if she knows I'm trying my best. I wonder, goddamnit, I wonder if she knows I fucking love her and am trying everything I can to get her back.

I know it's gonna take time but, honestly, her safety and life is so much more important to mine. And if-if she dies. I won't be able to live with myself.

The ropes around my wrist were tight as fuck; so were the ones on my ankles which made them possibly feel as if I couldn't feel anything.

I prayed to dear god that this would just be another one of my nightmares-another one of my fantasies. I begged myself to wake up but nothing, absolutely nothing, was working.

"Please. Please don't hurt her. Please." I cry out, the tears threatening to spill out even more. But at the point where I knew I was crying, nothing came out. Not one single tear. I was dehydrated, I had no fiber of energy left of me. Nothing.

There is nothing left of me whatsoever.

I soon shut up and pretended to play asleep when I heard three car doors open then close, the ignition bumping.

"Let the games begin." One chants, my throat becoming dry. It honestly felt like I was dying, my whole body ached with pain and misery. Everything, was just so painful, mentally, physically, and emotionally.

"Please. Please don't hurt her." Was all I say before passing out.

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Sam:

"Gabriela isn't responding to any of her texts, I'm starting to get worried. Should I head over to her house or..?" I look over at Jc whose mouth is dropped, tears flowing down his cheeks.

"Jc..what's going on." I say more as a statement then a question, nothing coming out of his mouth.

"Justin Castillo Caylen. What happened?" He still couldn't speak but I notice his phone flashing.

Amber Alert

Name: Gabriela Velazquez
Age: 17
Hair: brown
Eyes: hazel
Height: 5'4 1/2
Weight: 121 lbs.
Last Seen: San Diego Gas Station with reported of 3 men

Name: Anjelieh Velazquez
Age: 4 1/2
Hair: Light Brown
Eyes: brown
Height: 3'6
Weight: 37 lbs.
Last Seen: Leaving her house with reported of 2 men, 1 woman.

If You have any information on where Gabriela Velazquez & Anjelieh Velazquez are, please call (123) 345-3729

No.

No no no no no.

I ran a hand through my hair before getting up, throwing everything in sight to the ground including my phone, picture frames, papers, books, everything. My phone began to buzz like crazy but I didn't care. My fucking love of my life, is missing. Someone kidnapped her.

Someone took her. And that someone will pay.

I picked up my phone, blurry since my tears practically blinded me, wiping them away to see another news report.

No, no.

Breaking News
San Diego officers have found a dead males body of the age of 47 where it seems that he was thrown into the ditch near San Diego's rim. Officials say the man of the name Damian Velazquez was shot multiple times along with multiple stab wounds with no chance of survival. We will have more of information soon, this is all we have found.

It showed a picture of Gabriela, Anjelieh, and her God parents months before, breaking down crying.

My princess, she, she was taken.

And now, I'm on a mission to find her.

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