shit. I’ll take it all to the grave, but
I’m out for good.”
He
looks surprised. “Adam isn’t gonna take that well,” he warns.
“He
knows. I’ve done a lot for him and this is my time now.” It’s awkward for a
moment as Jared takes it in. We’ve known each other for years but we’re not
friends, not really. Just acquaintances that have been forced together into
situations requiring a lot of trust. He’s a good guy considering the bad life
he leads. I hope he’ll find his way out sometime soon.
“Okay,”
Jared says eventually. “You take care now. Maybe I’ll see you around.”
I
pull him into a one armed ‘bro’ hug because it seems the right thing to do. He’s
always had my back at the end of the day. “You take care too,” I say.
Dirk’s
truck fires up in the distance and I make my way around to the driver’s door.
When I climb in Sammie reaches out and grabs my hand, holding onto it with a
fierce grip. “Thank you,” she says, “for finding me and getting me out of
there.”
“It’s
my damn fault that you were there in the place,” I say, squeezing her hand
back. “Just rest okay. I’m gonna take you to the hospital to get checked out.”
I
put my foot on the accelerator and tear out of the road, passing Jared as he
gets into his car and making my way towards Sammie’s neighborhood and the big
swanky private hospital they have there.
“How
did you know where to find me?” she asks.
“The
men who took you want to make a deal with my father. They sent your necklace
as proof that they had you. They’re trying to muscle in on territory and it’s
been getting crazy.”
“I’m
sorry,” she whispers. “I should have done what you asked and left you alone. You
had to risk your life to come and get me out of there.”
“No,
Sammie?” I snap angrily. I won’t have her making me out to be a hero. “It was
my fault they took you in the first place. This has nothing to do with you and
everything to do with the shitty things I’ve done.”
Her
breath hitches and she starts to cry quietly. “I couldn’t just leave you…once
I found you again,” she whispers, using her free hand to wipe away her tears.
“I
know, baby. I was trying to be strong for your sake and I couldn’t see how to
get away. Now I just don’t give a shit. If Adam wants to come for me, he can
come. I’ve told him I’m not going back and I’ll tell him again. This is it.
I’m out.”
Sammie
squeezes my hand in hers. It’s such a simple gesture designed to reassure but
the feelings rush straight to my heart.
She
could have died. We both could have died.
And
I can’t believe I’m really doing this. I’m walking away from Adam. I’m making
my escape and I’m trying, for both our sakes, to take my future into my own
hands.
Chapter 14
Samantha
Brandon takes me to
the hospital to get checked out even though I tell him I feel fine. The drugs seem
to have worn off and the only physical damage I have is sore wrists and
shoulders from being bound. My head’s still a little woozy but I don’t say
because I don’t want to make him worry more. When we get there he tells me I
need to call my dad but on this I get my way. There is no way I’m going to
call my dad from a hospital and worry him to death when I’m safe. It’s a
conversation for another day, when he can see me in person and know that I’m
fine.
The
doctors look at Brandon suspiciously. He does look very disheveled and frantic,
pacing back and forth in the room as they observe me and take blood tests. His
black t-shirt is smudged with dirt. He still has bloody scratches on his arms
and battered knuckled from before, and they make him look dangerous even though
they have started to heal.
Eventually
the doctor comes back to confirm what we both suspected. Roypnol. I shudder
when I think about what usually happens to women that
I’m out for good.”
He
looks surprised. “Adam isn’t gonna take that well,” he warns.
“He
knows. I’ve done a lot for him and this is my time now.” It’s awkward for a
moment as Jared takes it in. We’ve known each other for years but we’re not
friends, not really. Just acquaintances that have been forced together into
situations requiring a lot of trust. He’s a good guy considering the bad life
he leads. I hope he’ll find his way out sometime soon.
“Okay,”
Jared says eventually. “You take care now. Maybe I’ll see you around.”
I
pull him into a one armed ‘bro’ hug because it seems the right thing to do. He’s
always had my back at the end of the day. “You take care too,” I say.
Dirk’s
truck fires up in the distance and I make my way around to the driver’s door.
When I climb in Sammie reaches out and grabs my hand, holding onto it with a
fierce grip. “Thank you,” she says, “for finding me and getting me out of
there.”
“It’s
my damn fault that you were there in the place,” I say, squeezing her hand
back. “Just rest okay. I’m gonna take you to the hospital to get checked out.”
I
put my foot on the accelerator and tear out of the road, passing Jared as he
gets into his car and making my way towards Sammie’s neighborhood and the big
swanky private hospital they have there.
“How
did you know where to find me?” she asks.
“The
men who took you want to make a deal with my father. They sent your necklace
as proof that they had you. They’re trying to muscle in on territory and it’s
been getting crazy.”
“I’m
sorry,” she whispers. “I should have done what you asked and left you alone. You
had to risk your life to come and get me out of there.”
“No,
Sammie?” I snap angrily. I won’t have her making me out to be a hero. “It was
my fault they took you in the first place. This has nothing to do with you and
everything to do with the shitty things I’ve done.”
Her
breath hitches and she starts to cry quietly. “I couldn’t just leave you…once
I found you again,” she whispers, using her free hand to wipe away her tears.
“I
know, baby. I was trying to be strong for your sake and I couldn’t see how to
get away. Now I just don’t give a shit. If Adam wants to come for me, he can
come. I’ve told him I’m not going back and I’ll tell him again. This is it.
I’m out.”
Sammie
squeezes my hand in hers. It’s such a simple gesture designed to reassure but
the feelings rush straight to my heart.
She
could have died. We both could have died.
And
I can’t believe I’m really doing this. I’m walking away from Adam. I’m making
my escape and I’m trying, for both our sakes, to take my future into my own
hands.
Chapter 14
Samantha
Brandon takes me to
the hospital to get checked out even though I tell him I feel fine. The drugs seem
to have worn off and the only physical damage I have is sore wrists and
shoulders from being bound. My head’s still a little woozy but I don’t say
because I don’t want to make him worry more. When we get there he tells me I
need to call my dad but on this I get my way. There is no way I’m going to
call my dad from a hospital and worry him to death when I’m safe. It’s a
conversation for another day, when he can see me in person and know that I’m
fine.
The
doctors look at Brandon suspiciously. He does look very disheveled and frantic,
pacing back and forth in the room as they observe me and take blood tests. His
black t-shirt is smudged with dirt. He still has bloody scratches on his arms
and battered knuckled from before, and they make him look dangerous even though
they have started to heal.
Eventually
the doctor comes back to confirm what we both suspected. Roypnol. I shudder
when I think about what usually happens to women that
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