Sam walked quickly from where she had parked her car a couple of blocks from Carly's trailer. She didn't know for sure, but if she was correct that it was all a set up then she needed to be there now. Refusing to think about what might have happened she reached the area that held Carly's trailer; this was a benefit for her because all the time she had spent away from Carly she had spent scouting out the place. Also a downfall though, for if the person who might be there was smart, they wouldn't just be standing out in the open. She slid around quietly staying against the walls of houses around them. She poked her head around the corner to get a better look at the trailer, but was faced with the back of it. She looked around to make sure the place was deserted, and sprinted for the trailer. Diving down she silently hit the ground and rolled underneath only to run into someone else.
"Say anything and you die." In a flash Sam had a knife to the person's throat, but as her eyes adjusted to what little light was under the trailer she quickly took the knife away. 'Please be alive please be alive…' She chanted in her head as her fingers moved to the pulse point on Richard's neck. As she felt a steady pace she laid her head on the ground and sighed with relief. She moved over Richard and crawled towards the front of the trailer smoothly watching every angle she could. She did not move when a pair of tennis shoes hit the ground from wherever they had been before and moved towards the front of the trailer. There was a knock on the trailer door and she heard an unknown voice,
"Twenty minutes is up, time for some fresh air" Sam froze begging with every cell in her body that Carly would have listened to her and not come out.
"I'm going to change and then I'll come get a breather." She heard a response and knew she had to move quickly. She rolled to the side of the trailer and slid out from underneath it, thinking about how she could get closer to the guy. She nonchalantly walked around the corner and walked towards the front of the trailer as if nothing was happening. When she got the man's attention he looked panicked and held a large pistol in front of himself, not pointing it at Sam but looking as if he wanted to.
"Who are you?" He asked coolly acting as if he was supposed to be there and was allowed to have such a weapon with him.
"Um…who are you? I'm not just going to tell some stranger who I am." She threw a little snobby hair flick, hoping beyond hope that he would take the bait.
"I'm Ms. Shay's bodyguard, my name is none of your business, and you?" He glared at her, obviously annoyed at her presence.
"I'm 'Ms. Shay's' friend, and I came to see her." She threw her arms up and made quotation marks in the air to feign annoyance.
"Well she can't be seen right now she doesn't feel very well, sorry. Try again sometime tomorrow." Man this guy was good, anyone not knowing what was going on would have believed it in an instant. Sam though strode closer to him, sizing him up.
"I'm her best friend, I'm sure she will want me here." Sam tried unsuccessfully, the closer she moved the more tense he got.
"Don't come any closer, I've been given strict guidelines that no one goes in. That means you need to go away." He was clearly growing frustrated with Sam's very presence and she knew this could get very disastrous.
"Look dude, I don't know who you think you are, but I'm not leaving my best friend alone in a trailer when she's sick. That's that." She crossed her arms over her chest and started tapping her foot.
"Go away." His voice was threatening and the hand that held the gun swung her way more than once. Sam had had enough of playing this game so she finally said,
"Hey asshole, I suggest you try a different story, because I'm already bored with this one." She mocked him as best she could. Getting the results she wanted he walked forward and pointed the gun right in her face.
"You're really pushing my buttons little girl, now go away." He looked over at the trailer then back at Sam.
"I've got money and people will come looking for me, so that would be very stupid," She smirked, "You look like a piece of shit that could use money, here." She reached in her pocket and threw a couple bucks at him. 'God this is going to hurt.' She thought to herself just before she watched him flip his gun over and slam the barrel into the side of her head. She crashed to the ground awaiting another blow she curled into a ball. Instead she felt her arms being pulled behind her and tied together. She watched the man walk towards the trailer and knock,
"Don't come out, I've apprehended a suspicious person and am taking them down to the cop shop for interrogation." He shouted at the door. While he was distracted Sam looked underneath the trailer to find Richard staring at her. She tried her best to smile and whispered,
"Take care of Carly for me while I'm gone…and tell her I love her." She saw Richard shed some tears then felt a boot step on her back. Groaning she turned her head to find the man looking at her.
"Get up bitch." He snarled at her. Sam started to get up the best she could without the use of her hands. He kicked her hard, right in the ribs. This made her hit the ground again and she coughed up some blood.
"Hurry up you little shit, think you're impressive now?" He smiled at himself.
"HA, that's funny. Kicking a helpless AND tied up girl, what a man." She really wanted to grind his gears, so much so that he would take her away from this place. It worked, because then he grabbed a fistful of her hair and dragged her across the pavement. She was groaning and still coughing up some blood but for the most part stayed quiet. 'Carly can't see this, she can't follow me. Poor Richard though.' She felt her body being picked up and she was thrown into a car she assumed was the guy's. Her head hit the opposite door hard and she found herself extremely dizzy. From far away she heard a car door open and someone said,
"You want a fight bitch, you're going to get one." She heard the car start and they drove away.
. . . .
Carly hadn't heard the exchange at the beginning, but after mystery man had shouted at the door she pressed herself against it. She heard a couple of soft groans and from then on she was just completely terrified. She heard him drag whoever it was off and hoped that they would get what they deserved for terrorizing Sam's friend. She had no idea who the man was talking to, but apparently they had pissed him off pretty good. She decided to come outside once she heard a car speed away. Stepping down she heard,
"Carly! Help!" She jumped and looked around for the familiar voice when it chimed in again,
"I'm down here, please untie me!" She dropped down and spotted Richard underneath her trailer. She reached under and untied him helping him out. He rubbed the back of his head,
"Shit that guy hit me hard! We're lucky Sam came when she did." Carly's jaw fell,
"That was Sam?!" She shrieked. Richards heart dropped as he knew he and Carly were about to have a hard and long conversation.
"Carly…there's something I should tell you…" He softly said pulling Carly into a hard hug.
"What? What is it?" She looked up at him and he softly smiled down at her.
"She said she loves you." He held her as her body began to shake. The cries she let out could be heard from miles away, sharing her despair and pain with the world.