"I'll always save you."
"I'll always save you."
"I'll always save you."
"I'll always save you."
"I'll always save you."
"I'll always save you."
"I'll always save you."
"I'll always save you."
Right now I wasn't believing those words. It's been about 3 days, 3 days since I have been outside, 3 days since I had a proper meal, 3 days since I had a full nights sleep, 3 days since I've seen anyone I love and 3 days of non-stop torture. Yep you heard right non-stop torture! By one woman and one woman only.
She's not told me her name yet but I know her appearance vibrant red hair and deep green eyes, almost like Zach's.
Zach I wonder what happened to him. He was the last person I saw before I blacked out. I can remember waking up and shouting his name thinking he would come.
"ZACH!" I screamed. I don't know how long I've been sat here just shouting his name hoping he will come and save me. I was about to scream again when the door opened and in came a woman. At first I thought she would be nice, she looked nice in a way where I almost saw my mom. That was until I saw her eyes, striking at first until I looked deeper, that's when I saw the cold, heartlessness. I knew then she was the one that took me.
"Cameron, how nice to meet you!" She said with a sneer. "I see you have become quite the young lady." How did she know my name? "And what is it to you? Why am I here? What do you want from me? How did you know where I was? Where am I?" I fired questions at her as if my life was depending on it, which, at the moment I think it was. "Cameron, or Cammie. Can I call you Cammie or is that just for your friends? You know what I'm going to call you Morgan. I like that just like I called your dad Morgan. Anyway, I want you to tell me all you know about Samuel Winters!" She demanded. What who's Samuel Winters? Does he have something to do with politics? Yes! That's it politics! But I don't know a thing about him, why would she ask me this? "I know nothing about Samuel Winters!" I snapped, thinking she would get that I knew nothing and would let me go. "Yes you do now tell me!" She screeched, annoyed I wasn't talking. "I don't know anything! Just let me go home." I cried, missing that stupid school. "Well I tried to be nice Morgan, time to play dirty." And with that said, she pulled out a knife and jabbed it in my thigh letting blood spill all over.
...
I could still remember the agonising pain, from that day on she hadn't stopped torturing me. "Morgan, I've got good news! We're letting you go today!" Said the lady with the red hair. "Can you not get my hopes up! Please, you've tortured me enough already." I begged. "Now now Morgan, when have I ever lied to you?" She asked feigning innocence. "Oh we all know that's a lie! Anyway I will knock you out and drop you off 10 miles from the town of Roseville and I suggest you run when you get there." She said this all while untying my wrists and ankles. She then knocked me out for the journey about to come.
...
I suddenly heard a screech and saw a car zooming away. I knew this was when I was supposed to run and that's just what I did.