considering my and caseys jobs, we both sorta have a lot of money. i guess you could say our 'apartment' is a condo, and that when i wake up, it is never pitch black, and im never tied up. so when my eyes blinked open and relized, that i was tied up, i had no clue what was happening.
millions of ideas ran through my head, but every one that i thought of didnt make sense. so why was i tied up?
suddenly a door opened, allowing a ray of light to shine into the room. i could see the outline of a figure as they walked down the steps towards me.
"hello, sammy. ive missed you, quite a lot, actually." how did he know my name? why did he sound so familar to me? suddenly, i got it. he leaned towards me and ripped the tape off of my mouth,
"mark!" i spat out as soon as mouth was able to move again. he laughed,
"so you do remember me. i knew you would." if my arms weren't tied up, id slap him. if my legs weren't, id kick him, but i cant.
"what do you want!" i exclaimed, he smirked,
"ill tell you what i want! i want-" he was cut off by his phone, he checked the caller ID, "after i answer this," he ran back up the stairs and i could hear him slam the door closed, and lock it. now was the time for me to do my work, i managed to unclip my keys from my belt loop and stab at the duct tape.
a few minutes later, my arms and feet were free. i pulled my cell phone out of my pocket and turning it on, pressing speed dial 2, i called casey faster then ever.
"hello?'' casey answered,
"casey! youve got to help me!" i whispered,
"whats wrong? aren't you at marissas?" my mouth gaped open,
"marissas? whered you hear that? im stuck in a...a..." i stopped to look at my surroundings, "a kidnappers basement!" i whisper-yelled.
"sammy what are you talking about? when i woke up, i found a note- from you- that said you were going to marissas, why would you be in a basement?" he asked,
"this is not a joke, casey! seriously! mark kidnapped me and now im in his basement and-" he cut my speech short,
"alright! alright! ill call cody and we'll be there soon. do you know where you are?" he asked,
"of course not! he probably chlorofomed me!" he laughed,
"alright, baby we'll be there soon. just relax and...make sure he doenst do anything to you alright?" i hesitated,
"casey? im scared. what if he does something really bad to me!" i whispered, he heaved a sigh,
"dont worry sams. as soon as i call cody we'll be on our way, ok?" i sighed an ok just before the door opened,
"gotta go casey! hurry please! i love you." i whispered before quietly closing my phone and slipping it into my pocket.
"now, where was i?" mark asked, he took one look at the duct tape on the floor and growled. he pushed me against the wall and reached for the hem of my shirt, using one hand to hold my wrists back. i kicked him hard and he doubled over, just as quickly, he snapped up and used his fist to hit me across the cheek. thats gonna bruise. i thought as the pain slowly spread in the area where hed hit me.
i shoved him a couple feet across the room, he quickly recovered and threw himself at me once more. he shoved his lips on mine, forcing his tongue down my throat. his hand wandered up the front of my shirt, i pushed him back again, slapping him hard. he fell to the ground and growled at me,
"listen to me. youd better stop this charade right now, or else!" he slowly stood up and made his way to me; luckily, before he could lay a finger on me he was inturrupted. by the sound of footsteps. he looked up at the basement door to see it flying open, the light was flicked on and i smiled when i saw who it was.
"casey!" i exclaimed, running to him and jumping into his arms. he hugged me tight before asking roughly,
"did he do anything to you?" he gave me a once over, sighing when he saw the bruise on my cheek and the blood on my shirt.
down below, cody was handcuffing mark,
"yo sammy! whatd you do to this guy, huh?" he motioned to the bruises, scrapes and blood, i shrugged in response,
"i defended myself, duh!"
"yeah, whatever." cody threw mark into the backseat of the car, "ill take care of him, you go home. buuut...i do excpect to see you in on monday. got it?"
we walked to caseys car hand in hand and he drove us home. when we made it, we walked back up to our apartment and i lie on top of him on the couch and told him everything that happened. when i finished he brushed the hair out of my face and sighed,
"i cant believe he tried to hurt you." he tsked, "boys dont hit girls. its not right, its..abusive." i rested my head on his chest as my tired legs kicked up and down. his arms tightened around me as he asked, "you wanna go to sleep? you look really tired." actually, i was already half asleep. he picked me up and carried me to our bed where we lie down next to each other.
i could hear him tsking and muttering to himself about how he was gonna hurt mark real bad one day because of what he did to me. he leaned towards me and whispered in my ear,
"sammy? will you be okay here? i need to run to the store, then to work so i can pick up a few papers i need to reveiw for a case next week, alright?" i yawned, but shook my head pulling him back next to me,
"no!" i exclaimed, it actually came out a bit whiny too... "dont leave casey, please? what if something happens?" i whispered,
"nothing'll happen. i promise sammy, nothing will go wrong, all right? he's in jail after all. ill only be gone about a half hour anyway. it wont be long.'' i held onto him tighter, and curled up into a ball. he heaved a sigh and gave up, laying down next to me.
i finally managed to fall asleep, only to be woken up by my cell phone an hour later. i yawned and checked the caller ID.
"hey marissa." i murmered, still tired.
"sammy! casey told me what happened! are you ok?"
"yeah, 'riss im fine." she let out a sigh of releif.
"thank god! guess what! tomorrows the day!" she exclaimed, i blinked,
"what day?" i asked stupidly.
"sammy!" she gasped, i could practically see her shocked expression, and given my mood, i wanted to slap it off. "graduation! duh! what are you going to wear? dont worry, i already have the party set up, so you dont have to worry about that...and, omg! did you know that.."
i let marissa talk on and on and on until she finally said,
''OH! sammy im sorry i have to go now! but come to my house tomorrow at 10:00, alright? and bring your graduation gown! the boys will meet us there later." she squealed, "im so excited! ok, bye now!" finally! i thought when we both disconnected. i flopped back down on the bed, unable to sleep.
the front door opened and i could hear the rustling of bags, and things being put away. i casually walked into the kitchen,
"hey what ever happened with the kids and catherine and all of them?" i asked,
"oh, when you called i sent them to my dad's. oh god, anna!'' i blinked,
"whats wrong with anna?" i asked,
"shes probably freaking out!" the front door opened suddenly and faster then lighting anna was in front of me squeezing me into a hug.
hm. i thought, as i tried to breathe, maybe she's a bit high on coffee...
i know this is sorta short...well, 4 my writing anyway, and i know that i said i was going to wait until 20 reveiws 2 upd8, but heres another math combo 4 ya:
N3WYORKD3VIL+ i upd8 2 chaps= she'll write a story w. 10 chaps.
and since NO1S UPD8ING...(which is REALLY pissing me off) i figured id take the deal. so the nxt 2 chaps, r soully -is tht a word? i hope so- because of her.