After being tied up in the trunk for what felt like a lifetime Amber finally felt the impala come to a stop. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she heard the car door slam. She knew he was coming. She could hear the slow footsteps, the boots on the gravel. There was nothing she could do. Right now she was just ready to breathe some fresh air again. Riding in this trunk had made her feel light headed. She needed to get herself together and make a plan.
The truck popped open and the sun hit her. She turned a little and saw Dean smiling down at her, "Welcome home baby." He said before he jerked her out of her trunk and held her tightly against him. "This is the start of our new life together."
Amber turned away from him and looked to see that they were standing in front of a small cabin in the middle of the woods. She knew they had to be miles from the nearest town.
"Let's go inside. We have so much to catch up on." He said and pulled her toward the cabin.
He pulled the keys from his pocket, opened the door, and pushed her inside. "You like it?" he asked, "I know you do. Got it from a friend of mine. No one will bother us here. Just me and you."
Dean looked at her and saw tears rolling down her cheeks as she bit on the gag. "I can see you are happy. I have so much planned for us." He told her as he pulled her through the cabin and down a long hallway. He pushed open the door to the last room on the left and pulled her inside, "This is where we are going to make so many more memories, where I am going to make you scream over and over just like I use too."
Amber stood there with her eyes closed, hoping that the next time she opened them she would wake up and this would all be a dream. All she wanted was to be at home getting ready to get married.
Amber heard the bedroom door close and she opened her eyes. She was afraid of what he was going to do to her now. She was afraid of him. The man that use to protect her was now the man hurting her. Something was wrong with him. What happened to the man she once loved? Why was he doing this to her?
Dean pulled her over to the bed and pushed her onto it then dropped her bag beside her. He reached around her head and untied the gag. "Dean…baby please." She begged him.
"Shhh." He smiled at her. "You're safe now. Now I packed you a few things. I want you to wear that sexy little blue dress. I have a special first night planned for us."
Amber shook her head and Dean grabbed her face in his hands. "You have one hour to get dress and meet me in the kitchen. Don't keep me waiting." He leaned in and gave her a hard kiss and then pulled away, licking his lips, "Mmm, taste so good." He said before backing away and walking out the room and locking the door behind him.
Amber lay on the bed with her face in the pillow, crying her eyes out. Why was this happening to her?
Amber could hear Dean down the hallway. She looked around the bedroom, there were two windows. She walked over to each one and tried to open it. She continued to pound against it, trying to push it up and playing with the lock. She cried and looked down seeing the windows nailed shut. "Oh my God." She ran her hand through her hair. She tied her robe tighter and walked over to the door and jiggled the handle more tears falling down her face. She heard him coming closer and she started to cry again as she climbed back on the bed and held the pillow against her.
"Amber? Amber baby you ready yet?" he asked as he walked in and saw her dress still in her bag and her curled up on the bed. "What are you doing?"
"Dean please...just let me go. I don't belong here you know that!"
Dean stared at her and she saw his eyes turn into anger. He ran his hand down his face as he walked closer to the bed.
"I tried to be nice now you are giving me no option," he said and she stared at him fear in her eyes.
"Please Dean!"
"Put the dress on...now!"
"No!" She screamed and Dean pulled his hand back and slapped her. She cried harder as the force was able to knock her onto her side. She held her face crying and then felt him grab her legs and forcefully pull her to the edge. She kicked and squirmed trying to get away. He pulled her again forcing him between her legs and he held her arms at her sides.
"Do you think I like doing this to you? Do you think I like being mean to you? I love you Amber! I never want to hurt you but you being a fucking selfish bitch is causing me to hurt you!" She cried staring into his eyes, the side of her face was turning redder by the second. "Now get your dress on before I force it on you!" He pushed away from her and she sat up slowly. He stood there watching her.
"Aren't you going to leave?"
"No," he simply said.
Amber held her face as she stood up and grabbed her bag. She sniffed and wiped her tears as she pulled her little blue dress out. She took a double look in her bag when she saw her wedding dress inside. Why would he pack that?
She turned around not being able to have him look at her body. He didn't have the privilege for that anymore. She swallowed hard and closed her eyes as the robe fell and she quickly pulled the dress over her head. She went to reach for panties when Dean grabbed her wrist and she felt his breath on her neck.
"There's no need for anything else," his voice was in a husky whisper and it frightened her even more.
She had to come up with a plan and quick. She turned around and looked at him and that's when it hit her. Be nice and it will all come to play. She'll be able to get out, he won't always be watching.
Amber got the courage to place her hands on his face and lean in giving him a soft kiss, "I'm sorry," she said quietly, "I don't mean to be like this, forgive me?" She looked into his eyes and she could tell he was trying to figure out what she was up to. She gave him another kiss which in return kissed her back.
"It's ok baby," he said softly rubbing her back, "Just listen to everything I say and do what I want and we'll be fine. Just like we use to," he gave her a small smile, "I missed so much, I'm sorry I ever left you."
She closed her eyes, if only that apology was from the man she loved a few years back. She held the tears back and looked up at him, "I missed you too. I-" she swallowed hard, "I love you Dean."
Dean smiled at her pulling her close to him, "I love you. I always will. Nothing could take you away from me." He ran his hands through her hair and pulled her into a kiss. He groaned into her mouth at the taste of her.
Amber slightly pulled away fearing this may get a little farther then she intended. She bit her bottom lip and smiled, "Didn't you say you had a surprise for me for our first night back together?"
Dean grinned, "Yeah." He grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the room. Amber bit her lip looking around the cabin trying to look for an exit. When they reached the living room she saw the front door and knew that would be a dead giveaway for her to run. She noticed the dead bolt and the iron bar that held the door closed and locked. That will be a problem. Dean pulled her into the kitchen and she saw another door. This was just had a simple lock to it, no key needed. That was her escape route.
The smell of food hit her and she felt her stomach grumble. She looked towards the table and saw spaghetti all laid out on two plates for her and Dean. With what smelled like her favorite sauce and Italian bread.
"I remembered your favorite," Dean said kissing her cheek and pulling out her chair for her, "You would always make it whenever I came by. A nice homemade cooked meal. You said I had enough greasy food while I was on the road remember baby?"
She smiled sadly and nodded towards him. He was living in the past. What was she going to do?
Once dinner was over Dean took the plate off the table and took them over to the sink. Amber knew that if she wanted to get out of here alive then she was going to have to play along with him, make him trust her.
She grabbed the napkin and wiped her mouth, "Everything was wonderful." she smiled.
Dean walked back over to her and helped her up from her chair, "So glad you liked it." he said looking into her eyes.
"Loved it." she smiled. "Dean, I need to apologize for my behavior earlier. I was just so scared when you showed up at my house but now I know you did it to save me from making a huge mistake. I belong with you and not him. I know that now. I just needed you to remind me." she smiled at him.
"You don't know how good it is to hear you say that. Now, why don't me and you head back to the bedroom and I can show you how you should be treated by a man."
Dean pulled Amber to him and her breath hitched in her throat at the impact of his hard muscular chest against her soft plump one. Dean smirked at her reaction before crashing his lips on hers. He remembered what she liked. He bit her bottom lip slightly and licked it with his skillful tongue that aroused her in so many ways before shoving it into her mouth. She moaned and ran her hands up his neck and into his short spiked hair.
Dean slowly started out of the kitchen towards the bedroom. Amber's mind was racing she had to pull a quick one somehow without angering him or him getting suspicious.
The two ended up in the hall heading down the bedroom but Dean lost control and forced her into the wall. She gasped as his mouth moved down her neck, viciously sucking and biting, marking his territory as his right hand groped her ass and his left cupped her breast. Amber threw her head back into the wall moaning. She had to stop this!
Why did he have to feel so good? He always had his way with her so many times. He always had some kind of lustful spell over her. Damn her for thinking between her legs at a time like this.
Dean gripped her hips and pulled her back towards the bedroom wanting to make this night even special for her. As they entered the room Amber finally was able to pull away.
"Baby...do you think we can wait?" she asked and he looked at her strangely.
"Wait?"
"Yeah...I mean it's been...a very long time since I last had sex," she looked up at him seeing the look of murder in his eyes thinking of someone else touching her," With you baby, no one else." She saw him relax and a little and she ran her hands up his chest soothingly. "I just...I'm a little scared and after all the excitement a little tired. I feel I won't be up to the Dean Winchester standards." She smiled and played with the collar on his shirt as she looked into his eyes, "Can you just hold me like you use to? Remember how your big strong arms would hold me during the night, protecting me from other men and the monsters that go bump in the night? I really miss that and that's all I want from you tonight."
Amber was afraid of what he was going to say or do but his reaction surprised her, "I loved those nights. Holding onto you. Protecting you from everything."
"Yes. I want you to make me feel safe again. Please baby?" she asked him again and batted her eyes.
"Anything you want." he said at her. "But you should get more comfortable." he told her.
Dean walked over to the bag on the bed and pulled out a small white nightie, the one she had bought for her honeymoon and the sight of this broke her heart. "Put this on."
Amber swallowed hard and forced a smile, "Whatever you want."
Amber took it from his hands and walked into the bathroom. As soon as she closed the door she leaned against the door. More tears fell from her eyes. She hated this. It wasn't the fact that she was here with Dean it was the fact that this man, the man that took her from her home, was not HER Dean. Her Dean would never hurt her this way. She had to get out of here and tomorrow was going to be the day.
The next morning when Dean woke up he rolled over and saw that Amber was still fast asleep. He smiled as he lay there watching her. She looked so peaceful and he didn't want to wake her. He gave her a kiss on the forehead and slowly rolled out of bed and headed into the bathroom and closing the door behind him.
As soon as Amber head the door closed her eyes snapped open. Now was her chance. She had to run right now or she may never get out of here.
She made her way out of the bed trying to be as quiet as she could. Amber knew she didn't have time to change she just grabbed a pair of jeans and didn't even bother grabbing shoes. Idiot idea, she knew because she was in the woods but she didn't have time to sit there and tie her laces. She pulled on the jeans as she headed into the hallway and quietly headed for the kitchen. She continued to listen for the shower shutting off as she made her way into the kitchen. She licked her lips, freedom was inches away. She swallowed hard, her heart beating fast and she bolted towards the door. She quickly turned the lock and ran out the back door. She winced stepping on sticks and stones but she didn't care she had to get out of there. She knew she couldn't run towards the front and follow the tracks of the Impala; she knew he'd know she'd take that way to get faster to the closest town. She couldn't take that chance of him finding her.
Amber ran barefooted and wincing each time she stepped on something. She was almost free she could feel it. She ran past the trees hitting the branches with her arms but some coming out of nowhere and smacking her in the face scratching her cheeks up but she didn't care she just wanted to get home and away from Dean, or whoever he was. Like she said...that was not her Dean, not anymore. Something had happened to him to make him break but she wasn't sticking around to find out.
"AMBER!"
Amber stopped and turned her head looking back towards the cabin that was out of sight. She knew it wouldn't take him long to catch up. He was a hunter after all. He tracked things down for a living. She then looked down at her feet that were bleeding.
"Shit," she said quietly.
Hopefully she didn't leave a blood trail that he could pick up.
Amber turned and continued running. She felt him gaining on her. She could hear the sticks breaking as if he wanted her to know he was coming for her, catching up to her. A predator stalking its prey. She swallowed the tears back and tried to make no noise at all as she continued running.
Amber found a big tree by a stream and quickly dived for it. She slid down the tree and held herself as close as possible to it. She placed her hand over her mouth to keep him from hearing her breath. She knew he'd be able to track it, hear it. He was the best there was out there, at everything. She swallowed hard hearing him getting closer. She closed her eyes and prayed that he wouldn't find her. She brought her breathing down to slow shallow breaths.
She was afraid to look afraid he may be right there and catch her. She heard a stick break. Why was he breaking the sticks? Was he trying to let her know he was close?
Amber bit her bottom lip and took the chance to quickly look around the tree. He was right there looking the opposite way. She turned back quickly and soundless and held her breath. She heard him take a few more steps, stop and then go on his way. She waited a few minutes until she knew he was a few feet away before getting back up. She pulled her foot up and frowned at the blood all over it. The pain started to numb on the bottom of her feet she didn't know if that was good or bad. Without realizing what she was doing she placed her foot back on the ground and rested her one hand that had the blood on it on the tree. She looked around the tree seeing Dean gone from her sight and quickly bolted the other way.
She cried a little as she continued to run and she heard the sticks again. The sound was everywhere around her, haunting her. She looked around her wondering which way it was coming from but she couldn't tell. She was scared...no, she was terrified! She wanted to scream "Help!" or "Leave me alone! Let me go!" Something, anything that will save her but nothing.
Amber turned again and thought she saw the silhouette of a man by a tree. She looked again and it was gone. She had to be sure though. So she rushed to a tree and hid behind it. Her heart was pounding against her chest and tears fell down her dirty face leaving streaks of cleanliness on it. She wiped the tears replacing them with more dirt from her hands and blood as well from the other hand.
She took a deep breath and turned her head around the tree. Nothing. Good sign. It was just her imagination. She let out a sigh of relief and turned back and screamed.
"Going somewhere?" Dean asked right before he grabbed her by the head and slammed her into the tree. She fell to the ground passed out as Dean stood there staring at her with no emotion on his face.
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