The Chase by Amber Riel (story reading txt) 📖

dragged me over to a campsite where his brother had been waiting.  I noticed a dead deer lying on the ground which I was hoping had been the victim of the gun shots.

          “Bill, what took you so long?” the other man asked.

          “I found this pretty little lady wandering the woods.”  He pulled the hair tie out of my hair and played with my hair then for some strange reason he sniffed it.  “Smells good too,” he laughed evilly as he spoke.  “Probably out her on a date with her boyfriend who isn’t nowhere around.”

          “Ah…. We have dinner for the night…. It was a fighter so I had to shoot it a few times before it finally went down.”

          I felt myself sigh in relief as the man motioned for the deer.

          “Deer again, Andrew?  How come you never find anything different?”

          “Because I like deer meat…. And it’s about the only thing I can seem to find around here…. Unlike you, who just sits around picking up women all day and does nothing else,” Andrew replied then spit on the ground.

          Both men were disturbing to be around.  I could see why Louis had told me to stay in the car…. I didn’t even know why I didn’t just listen.  I had been trouble for the man and thinking about it made me wonder why he even wanted me in the first place.  I was always finding ways to get into trouble even though they weren’t intentional.

          “I do a lot and you know it.”  Bill, the man with the scar on his evil face, dragged me over to a log and wrapped a rope around my hands and forced me to sit down on the log which was filled with some kind of small green plant life growing on it.  It wasn’t moss but it was grass either.  I had no clue what it was.

          “Cover her mouth up too,” Andrew told him.  “I don’t want to hear her screaming for help.”

          Bill gave his brother and evil stare which worried me.

 

          Later on that night, I was still sitting on the log as I watched the two men sleep.  I didn’t want to close my eyes because I didn’t know what those two guys would do to me if I had.

          “SAM!”  I heard Louis’s voice call but it was faint.  I couldn’t respond but I wanted to scream to let him know I was there.  “SAM!” I heard again.  “SAM!”

          “SAM!” Eric and George’s voices echoed.

          I noticed a small slim but sturdy stick which lying next to me.  I stretched my right foot out and reached for it.  Once I had the stick next to me, I leaned forward and reached for it with both hands, seeing that they were both tied together and wrote in the dirt the best I could: Louis, help.  Somehow I knew if he seen me or for some reason didn’t see me, he would know that I was in trouble.

          “SAM!” Louis called for me again.

          “What is that bloody noise?” Andrew asked he slowly sat up and looked around.

          “SAM!”

          “Damn,” he said as he reached over and shook Bill.

          “What?”

          “SAM!  SAM!”  Louis continued to call.  Each time he yelled, his voiced sounded as if he were getting closer and closer.

          “It sounds like her boyfriend is searching for her, you idiot,” Andrew told his brother as he jumped out of bed and hurried over to me.

          “I’m not an idiot, you moron,” Bill replied.

          I rolled my eyes as I had to listen to the two brothers argue.

          “Why didn’t you just leave her?  He’s going to be ticked off when he finds out you had to add kidnapping to our job…. We were supposed to leave before the police got us and now thanks to you we have a guy looking for his girlfriend,” Andrew told Bill as he pulled me up to my feet and hurried me away from the campsite.

          “SAM!”

 

          I sat in a cold room which was almost empty.  I felt like I was trapped in some kind of dungeon or jail cell…. The kind of jail cell which they would place the insane people in.  It was dark and grey with only one door which locked from the outside of the room.  I had passed out somewhere when the two men dragged me to the woods and I didn’t know how I got here exactly or where I even was.  I’m sorry for not staying in the car, Louis, I thought as I looked around, afraid.  I’ve been kidnapped and it was my entire fault.

          Creek.

          I looked up and watched as the door opened and too my horror and shocked the mastermind walked in.  His face was recognizable and I couldn’t believe who the man was.  When I first met, I hadn’t thought of him to be a horrifying man and I thought about how he had worked for Ron and Annie in the kitchen.  He was the younger cook and had helped make my and Lainie’s breakfast the morning it had all started.  “Hello, Samantha,” he told me as he eyed me.  “I’m sorry about the two morons…. Kidnapping wasn’t part of the job I had them do….”  He looked around the room.  “I’m not going to kill you…. At least unless you give me a reason to kill you.”

          “Why would you do this?”

          “Why?  Let’s see working for a rich man…. Money…. I and my two goons were searching for Ron’s money…. Problem was he didn’t have any in the house the day of the robbery….”

          I stared at the man in disbelief.  I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.

          “Then I decided that the mansion didn’t need to stand any longer so I had Bill set the place on fire.”  I listened as he laughed, evilly.

          “Kathleen died because of that fire,” I told him but it didn’t seem to faze the man.

          “I didn’t think anyone was there but hey it works.”

          I felt anger growing as I jumped up and stood face to face with the evil man.  “How could you be so calm?  She was a nice woman and didn’t deserve that…. How could you be that cold?”

          The man shrugged then moved my hair which sat on my shoulder.  “You are beautiful and apparently strong willed but stupid.”

          I kind of started to back away as I felt fear start to take over.

          The man stood still, just watching me.  “I’m not going to do anything to you, at least, not yet…. I hope you enjoy it here in this cell.”  I watched as he stepped out of the room and closed the door.  I heard as it locked on the outside.

          I fell back on the bed as tears filled my eyes.  Lord, how can man be so evil?  How can that guy not even care that he killed an innocent life?  Please let Louis find me and save me.  I feel safe when he’s around whereas now I feel alone and unsafe.  Lord, please keep me safe and please let justice come to those men who are here in this building.  I lay back down on the small little twin size bunk and curled up in a ball, crying myself to sleep.  I sat on a couch and Louis walked over to me.  He sat down and hugged me.  “Hey there, honey,” he whispered into my ear as he kissed me.

          “Hey,” I replied with a smile.  It was peaceful and it felt so real.

          He pulled me closer to him and let me use his shoulder as a pillow.  “The baby’s asleep,” he told me as I gave him a funny like then I frowned when I realized it was a dream.  “What’s wrong?” he asked.

          I smiled and kissed him.  “Nothing just been thinking about everything.”

          “Ah,” he sighed then smiled.  “I love you so much.”

          “I love you too.”  I sat up and looked around the cell and curled up with my arms around my legs, tears began falling from my eyes again.  Please let him come and save me.

The Damsel in Distress

          I sat there in the dark room as a hint of sunlight shone through the barred window which sat on the side of the room away from the door.  The window was too high for me to reach, nearly impossible but the sunlight gave me hope in a strange and odd way letting me know that help was on its way.  I didn’t know if it was my optimistic personality or if I was just wishing for someone, mainly Louis, to come and rescue me.  I felt like a princess or a damsel who was defenseless against the three men who were holding me hostage.  I never knew life could feel so much like a fairy tale.  The one thing that I knew was that unlike a fairy tale, my life may not have a happy ending.  Lord, please send help to me somehow.  Please don’t let those three men harm me or kill me.  Please let Louis come and find me before things grow dark and grey.  Before I lose myself or my life in this place, Lord God…. Please save me, I prayed with tears crawling down my cheeks.  I should have been back at the house with Ron and Annie, not in some cold cell.

          Creak.

          I looked up at the door as Bill walked in with a tray of food.  I looked at the tray which held a bowl of soup and a dinner roll.  In a small plastic cup was some water.

          “Here you go, sweetheart,” the guy said as he sat the tray on the floor and made his way over to me.  He leaned in and went to kiss me when I pulled myself away from him.  “That’s not a nice why to treat me now, sweetheart.”  He grabbed my wrist and pulled me closer to him, I fought to get free but he was overpowering me.  “I like a girl who fights,” he whispered as he laughed.

          I couldn’t take it.  I kneed the man below the belt, right where I knew it would do some damage.

          He backed way and fell on the ground in pain.  “Why you evil little---?”

          I darted out of the room before he could finish his sentence when I ran into the cook from the mansion who was the cause of everything.

          “How did you get out?” he asked, his tone had anger in it.

          I slowly backed away.

          “Bill’s down,” Andrew said as he came out of nowhere and I could feel his presence behind me.

          I looked around trapped.

          “What did you do to my brother?” he asked as he turned me to face him, pulling onto my sleeves.

          I didn’t speak.  I just stared into his dark brown eyes of evil.

          “What did you do?” he asked again, even more furiously than before.

          I still managed to keep my mouth shut.

          He smacked me on the left side of my face so hard that I was pretty