Daring to turn around Sage saw the crimson eyes in the torch light leering at her, telling her that there would be no escape.
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A scream surfaced in her throat and released as she turned to run again.
Just as it had been in her dream.
The hallway disappeared into darkness except for the menacing light of the torch behind her chasing her so cruelly.
The man with the crimson eyes was laughing sardonically coming closer and closer.
The thought of how ludicrous all of this was came to mind.
She could fight back instead of letting this become some stigma to fester in the pits of her mind.
Soon marble steps appeared going upwards, skyward; and the woman remembered that they had led to the hallway to where her love was being kept.
As she just placed her foot on the first step a hand gripped her shoulder tightly and quickly pulling her down, crashing onto the hard floor.
Picking up her dignity and courage the woman struggled away from her attacker as she got up and made her way up to the middle of the staircase before another pair of hands grabbed her dress this time, causing it to tear, pulling her down once again, away from her love.
"EDWARD!" she screamed, her voice at its acme, yet doleful in tone. She prayed he had heard her and at least been warned.
But she would not be able to say anything else as a hand pressed over her mouth tightly and her hands very being bound.
Aaron looked up the stairs as the man with the torch held her tight.
"Warning him will not save him," spoke the supposed man softly before disappearing into the darkness of the hallway and Sage felt herself being pulled in the opposite direction.
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As soon as Edward heard his name being called he could see the scene in his mind. Aaron and another gang member attacking Sage.
He pulled against his bonds reflexively, willing them to loosen, so he might save her but he felt his injuries show him no mercy to the pain, forcing him to give in.
Weak.
Soon heavy footsteps came near.
Excitement grew in hopeful desires; at least until the man saw who it was who had walked through his door.
"Good to see you again love."
Not again.
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Almost there, the ballroom from which light leaked into the hallway from the cracked door.
The man, whose name she finally remembered to be Mike, was cold and seemingly voiceless, but gentle.
As she found herself only yards from the door she heard the familiar sound of metal hitting metal, chains.
And then she could see a gang member slip from the door laden with chains in his arms.
As soon as he saw her he smiled wickedly and winked before scurrying off to where she had just come from.
There was no way those chains could be for Edward; he would barely be able to move, probably barely walk if given the chance.
"Yeah girly, the chains are for the freak," spoke Mike breaking his serene picture of silence and pulling her through the door.
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First of all I am soooooooooooo sorry for taking so long to update….I was working on the comic for this story and got lazyself slap…but I finally got myself to work on this…
Thank you so much to-
-ScissorhandedAngel(yes, I love to torture him,lol, I really can't help myself.I really wanted to be original for hi past life and I am glad you liked it…I totally go for the movie feel, I think it keeps readers more entertained …and don't worry about Aaron; he'll get what he deserves.)
-Simplekitten(thanks for writing me back, I'll write back to that when I find myself not ubber busy…about Ze, she will no longer appear in this story, but if I make a sequel I will definitely put her in…and as for cliffies…lol…I can't help myself.)
I will try to have the next part written in a day or two, since Saturday is coming up…