Disclaimer: And maybe chipmunks rule the world! As if.
Perhaps… if I was not so afraid of death then, many would alive now.
Clover… Alex… Jerry… Mom…
Another wave of tears washes over me. I should have known! I should have known he would lie!
"It was for the best Sam… we couldn't be together if they were here to stop me…"I should have known…
"Mom…"
Sobs are the only thing I hear in the room… my sobs… my echoes…
How could I believe him? How?
They all thought it was a trap. I did too… at first.
But then he kept saying he would kill them… all of them… every single person in Beverly Hills who was dear to me.
Everyone…
And now, the people I cared for the most are gone.
"Why…"
Tears are spilling from my cheeks like waterfalls. And I can't stop.
Maybe then they'll know how much I regret it.
"You murderer! You told me you would leave them alone! You said you would let them go!"I hear him coming down the hall. We live in a castle now. All alone.
With each other.
I can't help but cry more.
Of course, there are servants here. But none of them will help me. They all glare and whisper behind my back…
"She's the reason we're enslaved now. Stay away from her. If you bother her, she might order him to have you dead."
It's not true… it's not true!
He enslaved me as well! With lies and deceit he brought me here.
To suffer along with him.
His footsteps are coming closer and closer, and I grow more and more afraid. I hastily wiped away my tears, knowing if he would see them, he would question me, and then…
I don't even want to think about it.
The door slams open, banging against the wall, and there he was, in his black cloak, his eyes glinting with an emotion I dare not try to decipher.
I look down, away from him, and only able to see his feet coming closer and closer.
"Why so quiet today Sam? I thought I would be greeted with that colorful vocabulary of yours."
He chuckled, making me frown. I stopped cursing at him once he told me…
"Keep doing that Sam, and you might just turn me on."
I shivered at the memory, repulsed. No way in hell was I going to give him my virginity.
"What do you want Scam?"
He shrugged, smirking that smirk of his that made me want to rip out my hair.
'It was kinda sexy…'No! No! I would not that his smirk, of all people, was, dare I say it, … sexy.
Uh! I'm disgusted with myself. First I get tricked into coming with him… then living with him… and now…
He chuckled again. "You look so cute when you're angry."
Ok, that made me stop frowning for sure.
He came closer to me.
Restraining order anyone?
I wanted to vomit as he touched my chin and brought it up, trying to make me look at him, but I kept my gaze elsewhere. I wouldn't let him have any pleasure.
"Why are you so sad?" Great, his breath is on my face, even though it's warm and makes me feel so…
Back to the point! It annoys me! Yes, that's it!
"Because I have to be in your presence." Okay, a cliché comeback, but it was true wasn't it?
He raised an eyebrow. "Oh really? You didn't seem to think that before when you agreed to come with me."
My fury rose again. How dare he bring that up? "You tricked me. You said you would leave them alone!"
"And I did." He said, smirking. "I'm not going to torture them anymore."
This guy just knows how to push your buttons. "You didn't let them go though! You kept them here!"
"I kept them alive." He did have a point, but…
"Their punishment is no worse than death!" Tears starting forming in my eyes again.
"So I should just kill them off?" His sea-foam eyes began to glint with sadistic pleasure. "One by one?" He resorted to whispering now, his face only inches away from mine. Fear began gnawing at my insides, churning in my stomach. "You know what I'm capable of Samantha…"
I couldn't remove my gaze from his eyes, allowing him to see my fear. My whole body felt like it was burning; yet I couldn't move an inch.
"Should I?"
I tried opening my mouth to speak, but all that would come out was small whimpering noises, poor excuses for words.
He smirked. "Are you scared Sam?"
I didn't need to nod, or even say anything. His smirk told me that he already was aware of my fear.
My fear of him, of the fate he had stored for my friends and family, and my fear of death.
"That's what I thought." He whispered.
He quickly kissed me on the lips, as disgusting as it sounds, and left the room.
I used the sleeve of my dress to wipe away his mark, yet I knew it wouldn't go away, no matter how many times I washed my lips.
I know why I let him kiss me. Just goes to show you how much of a manipulating, blackmailing bastard he is.
I knew he would kill them if I didn't do what he said. If I didn't, he would… he would unfreeze them and burn them alive.
I saw them in their frozen chambers. All of them had their eyes open and I could see the sadness in their eyes, even though they were frozen.
They weren't dead; Scam was going to kill them before I came in desperation, hoping to save my family before it was too late.
I literally came in the nick of time. Sam had a torch, a lit torch, with his hand on a button that would melt the ice chamber, and allow the fire to touch their flesh and burn them alive…
The tears are coming back.
He said he would let them go. He would leave them alone only if I came…
And then he betrayed me.
He kept me, but never let them go.
"It was for the best Sam… we couldn't be together if they were here to stop me…"I should have known not to trust a criminal.
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I don't think this is going to be a story, at least, not until I finish at least half of my other stories (which I doubt will ever happen…). If it becomes a story, it becomes a story. If not, it stays a one shot. Easy as that. If for some reason I do continue this, I hope it will stay short and quick. (Short meaning a few chapters). You can put this on story alert if you want, just to keep an eye on it in case I do update.
By the way, I wanted it to end sadly since it's different from what I usually do. Sorry if it disappoints you.