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Chapter 2

As I was beginning to wake up, I felt cool air hit my body. A cold concrete floor against my bare feet. There was duck tap around my mouth and nothing but a lamp you see in the big warehouses hanging from the ceiling. I looked around the shadow filled room and saw no windows just concrete. To the right of me there was a rugged table and chair. To the left was a dirty sink that looked like it was rusting and hadn’t been clean in years. A door was in front of me, and it was three locks on it. My arms tied to the chair I was sitting in and my ankles tied to the bottom of the chair. Which was bolted to the floor.

I felt tears fall from my eyes, where the hell am I? It’s all I could think. Along with how long I had been here. I was awake for at lease 10min, before someone came in the room.

"Hello Samantha." A deep voice filled the room, as the figure stepped into the light I could see it was a man. He had dark almost black hair. He walked over to me and ran his fingers through my hair. He was wearing black leather gloves and tears began to fall from my eyes.

"What are you going to do to me?" I tried to say, but all it came out as was mumbles because of the duck tap.

"Sam, don’t talk. Just let me answer everything you might be wondering." He brushed the tears form my face.

He pulled the chair that was sitting on the right of me and pulled it over so he could look me in the eyes. "Samantha, you are a beautiful girl. I had seen you from a far. Then I met a girl who was very close to you. It was because of her that I learned about you. Your habits, and which way you walk home," his words filled my head, all I could think was, Have I seen him before, Who talked to him about me? He must have noticed I was blanking out, "SAM!!" He screamed to get my attention. It made me jump, well as much as I could tied down.

"Sorry I scared you hun. Well, anyway my name is John, and I couldn’t help but still you from your every day life. You would have never talked to me in public. I just want you to know me. Well I will go get my brother to get you food. You must be hungry. Do you like Burgers and fries?" I nodded my head. Oh I was so hungry, and he was bringing me food I hadn’t had since the week before soccer. Which was two months ago. With that nodded he left, leaving me wondering who his brother was and if he was anymore creepy than him.

Ten minutes had passed until the door opened and the smell of burgers and fries filled the dark clammy room. As the man turned around the light revealed an amazingly gorgeous man. He was scruff but not as scary looking as John. He stopped in his tracks as he saw me. Our eyes met and his eyes were filled with pain and a hint of aloneness.

"Wow, your beautiful. I can’t believe my brother did this to you," he was talking to me as he set up my food and came to untie me, "I am going to untie you and slowly and as painless as possable but if I do this please don’t kill me for my brothers mistake." He pulled the tape off my mouth slowly like he said he would and his touch against my face was gentle but strong. As soon as I was untied I ran to the food. He just laughed at me as piled the food in my mouth. He sat staring at me.

"I was hungry," I said in-between bites. He smiled and said, "I can see that. Oh and my name is Mark."

"I’m Samantha but please call me sam." I said as I took a sip of the water he brought with the food.

"Well Sam," he said taking in a deep breath, "he said he found a girl and he would sweep her off her feet but I didn’t think he was serious."

Oh his eyes were amazing, and I felt safe around him but I knew I couldn’t trust anyone at this point. All of a sudden the door opened and in walked my best friend, Paula with John.

"This is the girl that made me fall for you Samantha," I couldn’t believe it. My best friend is the reason I got kidnaped.