CodeRed

Chapter 28

Amara's POV

My head hurt. I open my eyes and notice I was in an unfamiliar room. It was pitch black and I was tied to a chair. The events of tonight start coming back to me and the last thing I remember is being hit on the head.

"Hi, angel." A voice says from the dark. "It's me, C."

"WHY AM I TIED UP YOU TWAT?" I yell as I try and rip off the duct tape from my wrists. It was no use, the tape was tied around so many times that I could feel it burning my wrist but I still tried to break it off.

"Now is that how you talk to your admirer?" He speaks from the shadow and even though I couldn't see his face, I could feel a sinister smile on his face. His voice sounded so familiar but I couldn't place a finger on it yet.

"COME OUT OF THE DARK YOU PUSSY!" I scream at him and feel my head hurt from where I was hit. I can feel the anger radiating from him. I keep pulling my wrist, trying to loosen the grip of the tape but it was no use.

"Speak like that once more to me and you will regret ever shouting at me." The humour from his voice disappeared and the fear started settling in. "I care for you so much! Can you not see that? I love you and I know deep down you love me too, you just don't know it yet." He says and the obsession in his voice is clear which made me even more scared.

"Who are you?" I ask, not shouting anymore even though I was still trying to rip my wrists free. He doesn't answer but switches the light on. I wince at the sudden brightness and my eyes take a second to adjust. "YOU!?"

The shock takes over my body and for a second I am speechless. "Mr Turner?" I say in confusion.

"Yes! Angel, it's me!" He grins like a maniac and I was still confused.

"You're C?"

"Yeah. Christopher Turner." He comes closer and caresses his hand over my face. "I'm sorry for hurting you."

I move my head away from him and I could see that it angered him. My mind was running at a thousand miles and I had so many questions!

"Get away from me." I tug the tape but it was no use.

"Angel please just talk to me." He tries to caresses my face again but I push my face away even further.

I hear him sigh and he walks away.

"Untie me you piece of shit." I spit at him but it was no use.

"All in due course babe." I physically shiver at the nickname.

"Babe your fucking ass." I try one last time but the tape was too strong. I should've taken Vincent on the offer to go to the gym.

"Listen, sweetheart. You don't get to talk to me like that. I love your attitude but not at me." He sneers at me and I feel the fear come back. But I wasn't going to show it.

"Or what?"

"You don't want to know." Turner chuckles and I roll my eyes.

"Fuck you." The adrenaline was running through me. I had to find a way to get out.

My face whips to the side as I feel a stinging sensation on my cheek.

"I'm so sorry angel! I just got so angry I didn't have control over myself." He comes closer and starts to inspect my cheek.

"Get the fuck away from me," I say lowly.

He steps back slowly and pulls a chair to sit opposite me.

"This doesn't have to be hard." He looks at me with obsession in his eyes. I don't say anything and he continues. "I've waited for this moment for years now."