Samanthas POV
I felt Donny’s weak arms tighten around my body. I wasn’t scared. I wasn’t scared. My mind kept repeating to itself, trying to reassure me everything was going to be fine. But I knew deep down it wasn’t.
Chris moved further into the room, locking the door behind him. His mouth displayed a smirk as he slipped the key into his back pocket. I could feel Donny’s uneven breathing on my forehead lightly, as he huddled me as close to him as I could get. His lips brushed against my forehead lightly and I knew he was just trying to calm me down.
“What do you want?” I managed to spit at him harshly. But all I got in response was his cruel laughter.
“Just thought I would come and gaze at the star crossed lovers. So sweet isn’t it. When one of you is dying you finally are together.” He laughed again and I looked into Donny’s eyes. They poured into mine, it was as though they were trying to soothe every screaming, scared part of my head.
“Aw don’t be shy, why don’t we all watch another kiss.” He turned around to the wall, pretending there was an audience there. His arms raised and he laughed again. I could tell he was going mental, crazy, turning into a psychopath. And I was scared. Countless times he had hurt Donny. He would probably do it again without care, but what about me. Would he hurt me? He said he wanted to be with me but knowing him he probably still would cause me pain.
“They all want another kiss.” His smile deepened into my scared expression and he slid a knife out of his pocket. I felt my heart beat quicken and my head feel light. He was going to hurt us. Donny didn’t move, his gaze still fixed upon my face. His hands lightly tracing up and down my spine. He also knew that one of us was going to get hurt.
“Kiss.” Was all Chris said. I watched the knife gently prick the end of his finger as he prodded it against his skin.
“No.” I said stubbornly. I wasn’t going to let him just take over us like that. Donny finally moved and spoke quietly. So only I could hear. Although we all knew that wasn’t likely.
“We have to Sammi he will hurt you.” I ignored his protest.
“No. Like I said before no. I’m not scared of you Chris.”
“Oh really? Well come here then.” I didn’t move. But I knew my whole body was screaming at me for acting the way I was around the person who held a weapon.
“No.” My lips managed to speak one more time.
Donny held me tighter as though he knew what was coming. Chris came over and yanked me up by my hair. I stifled a cry and Donny’s weak arms slipped from around me. He wouldn’t have been able to fight Chris even if he tried. Donny was dying. He was starving to death.
His arm wrapped around my neck and held me still against him. I kicked my boots against his legs but he only laughed into my ear. Moving as much as possible to try and get him to release me, but it didn’t work. His grip somehow tightened even more and I screamed out for someone. Whether it was Harry or Donny, I didn’t know. My breathing was being cut off by his hold and my eyes were blurring the surroundings. My ears could still pick up Donny’s low voice shouting towards Chris. I could somehow pick out Donny on his feet he towered over both of us. Although he was completely unstable and fell straight to the floor.
Chris laughed again.
“Oh dear you two really are pathetic aren’t you.” He spat into my ear and I cried out again, clawing with my nails at his arm. But nothing happened. My eyes could see Donny staring at me from the floor, he was trying so hard to build up strength to try and get me.
Come on Donny. My mind coaxed into my head. I needed him more than ever. I needed Harry too.
Chris yanked at one of my arms and brought it forward. A tear trickled down my cheek from how tight Chris’s hold was on my shivering body. The low temperature of the room was really making a difference now. His nails dug into my arm as he made sure my palm was facing upwards.
“Don’t you fucking dare Chris.” It was Donny, somehow my capture had gotten him onto his feet again. And he looked as pissed as humanely possible.
“Little knife likes to cut little Sammi’s skin.” My heart thudded against my chest hard and I tried to yank my arm free, but it caused his nails to dig deeper. I whimpered and squeezed my eyes shut. The cool touch of the blade was placed onto my skin.
“Come any closer Donny and I will cut her.” When I opened my eyes I saw Donny looking expressionless, his mouth hung slightly agape with the loss of what to do. Chris had one arm holding mine out, yet it was across my body. Stopping me from moving and the other pushing the knife down. I hadn’t felt a knife there in so long I couldn’t remember the pain it would inflict until I felt him cut me.
Blood spilled down my arm onto the floor, my throat crying out for help as he cut deeper. The pain surfacing the skin and running around the open wound in circles, making the hurt even worse. Before I knew what had happened Chris was thrown against the wall and I fell to the floor. My shaking hand clutching the still bleeding gape in my arm. I felt tears trickle down my cheeks slowly from the pain and saw Donny being ruthlessly hit over and over again.
I had to do something.
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Harry’s POV
We had pulled up to a row of deserted houses. None of them look occupied. I glanced over at Tanya who was sat next to me in the van. My eyes looked down the rubbish littered street. A car gleamed in the distance. I knew right away this was Chris’s and it must have been the right place.
“This is it.” She pronounced bubbly. Why did she sound so happy? Even when I told her Sam was at risk of being seriously hurt by this guy.
“Chris is so hot. I’m glad we are here.”
“I can’t believe you are really saying that right now. He took Sam Tanya.” I angrily said into her direction.
“Well yeah that sucks for you but it’s great for Sam. Chris is so good at sex.” I wanted to throw her out the van right there and then. How dare she say something like that about her. How dare she even sound so careless about the situation.
“You are staying here whilst I go.” I was about to open the door when her long acrylics scraped my arm.
“You can’t leave me here. This place is freaky.” Sighing I pointed to her phone.
“Call the guys and have them come here as soon as possible.”
“You sound as if you are about to embark on some sort of secret mission .”
“That sounds a lot better than what i’m really going to embark on.” I mumbled to myself, hoping she wouldn’t hear.
“Okay I’ll call them. So what do we do if no ones in?”
“Then I will come back and we will find out where to go next.” She looked frightened. Her usual careless faze leaving her face.
“Harry you won’t be able to beat Chris. What if there you get surrounded by loads of guys?”
“You saw what I did to Donny… “ I trailed off. I wasn’t pleased with what I did to him. But I couldn’t stop myself from it.
“But that was one guy.” She exclaimed, her arms waving around in the air.
“Look I’m going to check it out. I’ll be back in five minutes. If not call the police and call the guys as soon as I leave the van. That way if a fight does break out…it will be even.” I moved towards the door again and pushed it open. Her voice continued.
“Harry?” Turning back round towards her she looked scared. Her eyes widening with fear. “Be careful.”
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Samanthas POV
“Stop!” I screamed and wrapped my arm around Chris is neck, somehow hoping I would have the strength to cut his breathing down to a gasp and pull him away from the blood coated Donny against the wall.
I felt the same cool blade touch my arm and he sliced down again. Dropping to floor I screamed from the pain and more blood ran down. It dribbled down the vein popping arm, to the tips off my fingers before falling on the wooden floor.
Chris turned around and laughed at me on the floor. Ignoring the pain I crawled back, still facing him and tried to get out of his reach. His hand grabbed onto my boot and I was dragged painfully back to him. His knees placed either side of my hips as he pushed into me. I could feel his warm breath beating down on my face, just an inch from my lips. Turning my head away and trying to move free he brought the knife back to my face.
I screamed as loud as I can and I saw Donny out of the corner of my eye trying to move even just a little to help me. But he was so hurt he could barely keep his eyes open.
“Now now shhhh all I want is a beautiful girl to love me back. Yet she goes and kisses Harry and then kisses the guy who use to hurt her.” The knife was closer to my face now and he pointed it down, the tip against my cheek bone. Crying out I tried as I hard as I could to move him off of me. Every muscle in my body screaming for help. But by doing this I only made the knife cut along my cheek harder.
“Awww baby I didn’t mean to do that, you are just moving too much. Now lie still and it will all be over soon.”
“Where-is my my sister?” I spoke through gritted teeth trying not show any sign of weakness. Although I knew that was too late.
“She’s downstairs, playing games with Donny’s brother Dom.”
“Let them and Donny go and I’ll do whatever you want.” I spoke again, his knife moving down to my chest as his fingers groped my t shirt and pulled it down. I felt the blade hovering against my collarbones.
“No can do sweetie, that would be too easy. Where is lover boy now? You can never do anything right can you? Maybe you should have just died when you attempted suicide.” That’s when I lost it. My hands gripped onto his holding the knife. He managed to cut my collarbone slightly but I twisted it onto him. I was shaking so much from the strength I was trying to produce. Luckily he didn’t expect it and I somehow succeeding in inflicting pain upon his chest with the knife. It was only a slash but it was enough for me to crawl out from under him.
He was on his knees, watching me run to the door. Remembering that it was locked I cursed to myself and hurled myself into it. Pain radiating all over my body due to the huge gashes I currently owned. But right now I didn’t care. The pain made me hurl my body at the door even harder. Wanting to escape so desperately.
Chris laughed again. This time it wasn’t as crisp. Obviously the gash in his chest was stopping him from being to his full potential. But he was stronger than I was, obviously it wasn’t hurting him too much because he was on his feet and running towards me.
Ducking out of the way, my head hit the wall and I scrambled to my feet.
“Come back here little sammi.” He cooed towards me as he lunged to me again. I lifted my foot up and managed to collide it with the side of his face.
He fell back cursing and the key slipped out onto the floor. Quickly I grabbed it and I felt my body being hurled into the wall again.
“You aren’t going anywhere baby.” Kicking him hard with my boots again he tried to grab hold of my ankles but I was too quick for him. I moved over to the door and unlocked it quickly. Yanking it open a huge stench wafted into the room and I could hear two small childlike voices down the stairs.
Dom and Bell. My head suddenly thought. I was about to make a run for it to them but then my mind reminded me of Donny bleeding against the wall in the room.
Chris was already behind me dragging me back in, my elbow came into contact with his stomach as hard as possible and he flinched back letting me go again. Running around him, I pushed him into the wall and hit his head hard on the peeling wall paper.
Oh yeah nice one Samantha, my thoughts cheered to me at my fighting skills.
I ran to Donny and slipped his arm around my shoulder, he would have been too heavy to lift last week but now that he had barely eaten in days it was much easier to hold his lifeless body.
“I’m gonna get us out of here Donny.” I managed to say whilst slowly dragging him out of the door way. But Chris hooked onto my waist and pulled me down onto the floor. I slammed down and Donny rolled onto the floor down the hall way.
Did this guy ever give up? I got up fast and kicked him in the head again, running to Donny I tried to slip his arm over my shoulder once more but Chris’s arms were around me. I screamed loudly for Bell and Dom but they didn’t come. It was as though they weren’t even in the house anymore. I saw a flash of brown curls and tanned skin when I looked down the stairs before I was thrown into the upstairs kitchen. I rolled onto my side and whimpered from the glass in my leg which I had landed on.
When I looked up at Chris he was laughing. Over and over again. He was crazy. Mental. I was gonna die. And so was Donny.
Suddenly I realised what the stench was from earlier. The whole room had been covering in what looked like – petrol-.
Chris was laughing when he moved over to the oven, his fingers ready on the knob. Once that was turned on the kitchen would be set a light and explode right there and then. With both of us in it. In fact the whole house would explode.
“Chris stop, think about what you are doing.” I said sternly, trying not to show how scared I was through my voice. It still wobbled slightly however.
“Think about what I am doing?” He said, as though he was drunk.
“Chris.” I said again and he ran his hand over the oven, when he lifted it up it was covered with black substance and he laughed again.
“I want you Samantha. I want you now. But I can’t have you can I?”
“What are you talking about?”
“I want you Samantha. I want you now. But you don’t love me do you?”
“Chris!” I screamed but it was too late, he twisted the oven knob and the room exploded into a bright white light. And that was the last thing I saw.
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Notes

Scary scary scary scary,


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