"Hello?" my father says, breathing into the phone. But, before I could say anything, I was grabbed from behind. Kicking and screaming, I try to get free, but there was no use. This person was far too strong for me to get away. I yell for my father to call help, and the man turns me towards him. Before I could even get a good look at him, he punches me. I spit out the blood from my mouth, hating the taste of the iron.
I look up and the man hits me again, causing me to fall to the ground. I shriek in pain as something stabs my leg. I look at the white snow, now becoming stained with the red substance that was once in my body. I whimper in pain, begging the person to stop. He stops punching me, only to start kicking me in the chest and stomach.
It's New Years and Blair, the daughter of one of the richest lawyers in the state, decides to take a walk through the park when she is kidnapped by three brothers with strange golden-brown eyes. When they send a video of his daughter being brutally beaten and ransoming her for ten million dollars that her father refuses to pay, Blair starts to plan a getaway. When she finally runs for her life, she finds not only a road, but a car driving towards her. You would think the car would stop and help her, right?
No, the car hits Blair, giving her a concussion and causing her to lose her memory. Kyle, the boy who crashed into Blair, lets her stay at his house until she regains her memory and heals. As Blair starts to remember things, she realize that there's something about Kyle that she knows. Something about his golden-brown eyes.
" I lunge forward at him hitting his groin with my knee then right between the eyes. As soon as I do, he crashes to the ground, out cold. I go for more, but a pair of arms snatch my waist lifting me up. I kick my legs and flail my arms to get closer but he is too strong.
"Let go of me!" I demand.
"Shut up." A low strong voice commands."Is he okay?"
"He is fine." I grunt.
Then the young adult wakes up, then scurries back away from me. "Sorry ma'- miss... " he says, making me angry again.
I give him a cold stare.
"I'm sorry." He repeats, standing to his feet.
"Put. Me. Down." I demand again.
With a huff he puts me down. I step forward with full intentions to punch him again but the man behind me takes my arm, holding me back. I jerk forward to get off his grip but he takes my other arm tightly.
"Alright! I'm done! I'm done!" I huff in defeat. "
This story follows Astrid, a 26 year old female who ran away from home 10 years ago. The only reason she has come back was to get away from the hole she dug her self into. She is running away from her problems again. Life before she ran away wasn't as nice as the public saw it- the sherif's family, happy, and loving. Behind the doors it was orders being barked left and right with no warning or break. Not wanted to deal with this anymore, Astrid ran. On her voyage out, she ran into some trouble that seemed all fine until it wasn't.
She comes back home and everything is all fine and dandy until,
"Unknown:
You thought you could hide forever?
I found you, and I can find your friend,
Nicole. If you want her safe, you'll be
at the ring in an hour."
Since Astrid's leave, the town suddenly had a motorcycle gang that hangs around, not realling doing anything in particular, but the sherif doesn't trust them much. Damon being the head of the gang, keeps everything they do quiet.
When these two meet up there is obious tention and immediate hatred.
***EDITING
TWs: Controling dad, violence, abuse