Beyond Her Promises (editing)(Complete)

Part 1

Sammy's P.O.V:

I was walking down the stairs to my basement to check on my guest. She was still where I left her, of course. I came closer to her chair to see if the ropes were tight enough to hold her. She's actually skinny so according to that, all seems good. It has been several hours since I brought her here and she was still not awake. Maybe the chloroform was a bit much? Ah! I don't know.

I sat in the couch and moved her chair closer, which actually is the chair from my study table and has wheels under it so yeah it was easy moving her. I started playing the game on my Xbox on the big screen in front of me. I played for about an hour when I looked at her and she was still unconscious but gladly still alive.

I looked at her again after an hour and it was then that I noticed that she's a brunette and she has this perfect skin with no scars. I mean who doesn't have scars? everyone does, but she doesn't. It's strange comparing I have at least three different scars only on my left arm from different injuries as I was always active in sports. Well! maybe she is some sort of a princess. I just hope her father, The King, could give enough to get me out of the s**t I'm in...

I turned off the Xbox and started thinking. What on earth was I doing ?. I have literally kidnapped a girl and have her tied in my basement right now. How much more do I have to do to get out of this mess? I looked at the table to my right and found an old photo of me with my high school friends and a memory came rushing back to me

"Hey, Sammy! let's go". I heard my friends saying my name and calling me, they were all going to the club and have drinks to celebrate our victory in a recent game. I wanted to go but I refused them and got it the car with my mum. She looked at me with eyes filled with pride as she touched my face and told me how proud of me she was, or maybe how proud of she was that I never went out, or drank, or partied or anything that a normal teenager would do.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when I heard her. Finally! she's moving. Thank God she's not dead. I sat in front of her to see if her eyes were open as her face was now covered with her hair.

Amber's P.O.V:

Oh f**k ! my head hurts. I must have had too many drinks last night. Wait, what's happening? why can't I move? and why are my hands tied? What the f**k is going on ?.

I look up and I see someone looking at me. I can't help but freak out and push back as hard as I can and somehow I actually move back and hit my head in something, Damn that hurt. She stood up and spoke

"you are actually tied to a chair with wheels on it so don't move that fast"

"who the f**k are you? and where am I? and why the f**k am I tied to this stupid chair ?"

"Woah, you say 'f**k' quite a lot "

"are you f*****g serious? who the hell are you ?"

"well I am someone who has currently kidnapped you and will look after you until I can get the ransom money and then you're free to go "

"are you f*****g kidding me ?" I groaned in my seat trying to get out but my hand hurt and I started shouting and before I can say another word I had a piece of duct tape on my mouth.

"Listen, I don't want to hurt you. I just need some money because I am in deep s**t right now and when I get the money you can go. As easy as that. If you cooperate I will make sure you get everything you need but if you'll shout or make noises I'll have to keep your mouth shut the way it is. So, what do you say? Deal? "

I nodded my head and she leaned forward to remove the tape and it was f*****g painful. As soon as the tape was off my mouth I shouted on the top of my lungs hoping someone would hear me and come for my rescue but my voice was cut short by someone's lips on mine. What the f**k? is she kissing me? who the f**k is she? does she even know who she's messing with?. I stopped struggling after a min just to get her off of me and she back down and within a sec the tape was back on. f**k! I hate her.

She was kneeling in front of me, panting, like she was having some sort of f*****g panic attack. She suddenly looked at me right in the eyes and I saw her big eyes filled with fear. She had these big eyes dark-brown eyes with streaks of black in them and she was looking at me like I scared her. I mean I am the one who is f*****g tied to this chair and she is scared of me? what bullshit.

Sammy's P.O.V:

God! What did I just do? How did that just happen?. s**t s**t s**t. I have to get out of here. I can't do all this s**t again. But all those memories, those horrors were coming back like flash-backs. I could feel the stabbing pain in my chest. It was getting harder to breathe. I looked at the girl right in front of me and her eyes looking in mine like I am some sort of alien.

I got up and rushed upstairs to my room. I'm glad that I'm living alone right now. I quickly went to the bathroom and opened my cabinet to get my medicine. I quickly swallowed one and looked myself in the mirror. I haven't had any panic attacks since... well, since Jenna... and suddenly I was in the middle of a one... Everything was going dark in front of me.....

..............A/N...............

So, this is the first part of this story. If you read it, I hope it was worth your precious time. Thanks for reading. Have a Good day.

Sam-