Becky's POV
Dear God,
Please make sure Adam is okay. They left him for dead in the middle of the road. Send an angel, send anybody to save him and just let him be okay. And God? I don't mean to sound selfish but I would really like to be saved, too. I don't know where I am. He has tied me up, blindfolded me, gagged me, and deafened me. I'm so frightened that he is going to kill me. If it is your will, if it is my destiny to die this way, then so be it. Make it quick, though. It's been 2 weeks and I can't take this anymore.
Amen.
Before the crash, I saw my life flash before my eyes. I thought that Adam and I were going to die. As my life was flashing, it was interrupted by Adam who got out of his seat to cover me. His green eyes caught a glimpse of mine and I knew, somehow I knew, we were going to make it. The car flipped and I closed my eyes. When I opened them, Adam's arms were still wrapped around my body but he was unconscious. I tried to wake him but was immediately interrupted when someone pulled my hair. He pulled my hair until I was halfway out of the car. I screamed for Adam to help me but he wouldn't wake up. I continued to scream his name until hands jerked me up and clamped down on my mouth. I was not going to be silenced; someone was going to hear me. I bit down on flesh and I heard him scream and let go of me a little. I scrambled to get free of his tight grasp and I did for a few moments. He regained his composure and grabbed me again, dragging me across the asphalt. It hurt but I ignored it so I could scream Adam's name. I was thrown into the mustang. I kicked the man in a private place and I didn't feel sorry for it. He grimaced for a while and then slapped me in the face while he was still holding his you-know-what. He shouted at me in some language I couldn't understand and I spit in his eye. He got so mad that he reduced to punching me and it knocked me out.
That's all I remember because after I woke up, I was bound to a chair, blindfolded, gagged, and deafened. I've been like this for 2 weeks now. The only time I'm allowed to see is when he takes off my blindfold and points to the bathroom. The only time I don't have a bandana covering my mouth is when he takes it off and jabs my mouth with small portions of food. I try to ask him between jabs why did he take me and why was he doing this but all I get every time is "No hablo Inglés." I feel disgusting. But despite everything that I'm going through, I'm still hoping, praying to God everyday, that Adam is okay.
Since I have so much time to think, I re-think my last prayer. Maybe I should pray again.
Dear God,
I don't want to die. Not like this. I want to live to see one more day and on that day I will tell Adam Torres that I am in love with him. I love him so much, God and don't want to go another day without him not knowing how I feel. Since we have been dating, I've been so happy. He makes me smile my real smile, not the smile that I give every body else. I've given out my fake smile because I've always been missing something and I've never been truly happy with myself. It's like a piece of my heart that has never been filled and it's so small but it aches and pains as if it were my whole heart that is hurting. Then you showed me Adam. Adam. He taught me so much and he never gave up on me even when we broke up. I don't deserve him, God, yet you kept him in my life and I'm so thankful for it. That small piece of my heart has been filled because you provided him to fill it. When he's next to me, I feel like I can do anything. When he's gone I miss him like crazy. I know this isn't some silly high school crush anymore. This is real. This boy, this wonderful boy that you bestowed upon me, is the best thing that has ever happened to me. This boy, this beautiful boy, taught me to love everyone as they are. This boy, this caring, unselfish boy, put me before himself and saved my life. So help me, God. Let me live, let him live. Bring him to me and I will tell him that I need him more than I need air. I will tell him that I am in love him.
Amen.
I started to cry after I said my prayer. I felt bodies near me and I wondered if I was being moved to another location or something. Then my blindfold was abruptly ripped off my face and I stared into the green eyes of the beautiful boy I came to love.
I was bored today so I wrote a little excerpt. I felt like Becky should have some say in this story so I will put her in more. It is a BECKdam fanfic after all! Tomorrow is when I leave so you will not be updating until maybe next Tuesday! Thanks for reading guys and have a happy New Year!