Sam woke up, and relized she was pretty much laying on top of Freddie. She didnt really care though, she actually felt pretty safe being in his arms. She actually liked Freddie now. But she kept trying to convince herself that she only liked him as a friend, but even she knew she was lying to herself. She looked over at him, and saw a big gash above Freddies eye. Freddie told her that The Man hadnt done anything that bad to him, but Sam could tell by looking at him that Freddie was lying. The door banged open, and The man came into the room. Sam saw Freddie's eye open.
"Your turn." The man said, and walked over and grabbed Sam,and pulled her from the bed. Sam was scared, but she tried and tried to fight the man off of her, but he was too strong.
"Wait." Freddie cried, jumping up from the bed, but falling down because of his bad leg. as The Man was reaching the door Freddie said "Take me, Take me again." The Man stopped and looked at Freddie. Sam was trying to get away from him.
"If I take her, I will only do to her what I did to you yesterday, but if I take you, you will get much worse than what you got yesterday." The man said. "its your choice, boy."
"Freddie no, let him take me." Sam said, she didnt want Freddie to be hurt anymore than he already was, and she figured she could handle whatever Freddie got yesterday.
"Take me." Freddie said without hesitation. Sam gasped in pain as The Man pushed her to the ground. Sam watched from the floor as The man grabbed Freddie, and dragged him from the room.
"Nooo!" Sam shouted as she got up and tried to stop him, but he already closed the door and locked her back inside. She just stood at the door, because she had no idea what to do.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Sam jumped as she heard Freddie screaming. Sam started beating on the door trying to break it down. She didnt care if the man killed her, she just wanted to get out of this room and go help Freddie. Sam started beating the door even harder, when she heard Freddie scream again. The door wouldnt budge. Sam threw herself onto the bed, and cried, as she kept hearing Freddie screaming.
BACK AT CARLY'S
Carly was sitting on her couch with Spencer. They were watching TV, but Carly wasnt really paying attension. She was too busy thinking about Sam and Freddie, hoping they were alright, and that they were just lost somewhere, and not kidnapped. Carly was interrupted from her thoughts by Mrs. Benson running through there door.
"Spencer, may I use your computer?" Mrs. Benson asked hastily. She didnt even wait for Spencer to answer before she sat down at the computer, and plugged some sort of small machine into it.
"Uh..Mrs. Benson, What are you doing?" Spencer asked, as he got up and walked over to her.
"Well I've been so upset the past couple of days, that I forgot that Freddie has a tracking device in his cell phone." Mrs. Benson explained. Carly jumped off the couch and walked towards her and Spencer.
"You meant, we might be able to find them." Carly asked excitedly.
"I hope so." Mrs. Benson answered. She got the location of Freddie's phone on the computer, and it actually wasnt far from here.
"Shouldnt we call the police." Spencer suggested.
"It will take to long, I'm going to find my son now." Mrs. Benson snapped at Spencer.
"Okay, but I'm coming with you." Spencer said, and Mrs. Benson didnt object.
"Me too." said Carly. Spencer turned to her.
"Carly no, you cant come wi..." he started, but Carly interrupted him.
"THESE ARE MY BEST FRIENDS AND I'M COMING." Carly yelled at him. Spencer looked taken a back at first, but finally agreed to let her come.
Mrs. Benson followed her tracking device, and saw that the phone was located in some kind of alley. They got out of the car and walked into the alley. To there horror, they found the phone next to a pile of blood.
BACK WITH SAM AND FREDDIE:
Sam had endure two hours of hearing Freddie scream in agonizing pain. Just hearing him scream caused her to hurt, she couldnt bare to think how much pain he was in. Sam gasped as the door opened and The Man Threw Freddie back in . Freddie fell to the floor, as the man locked us back in the room. Sam jumped off the bed and went to him. His shirt was tore, and he had a nasty gash on his chest. His body was beaten. Freddie was unconcious. Sam wish she could help him. She wished she could just take some of his pain away from him. She knew she couldnt let Freddie go through another night of being tortured. They had to get out of here, Soon.
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