This choice: Samantha was lying. She doesn't let Heather go. • Go Back...Chapter #6Samantha was lying. She doesn't let Heathe... by: Unknown "Well, you see, here's my problem. I had sex with you. If they tested it I would probably be arrested as would you. So I don't think your going anywhere any time soon." Samantha said smirking.
"Hey but you promised! Why would you lie to me?," Heather said frowning.
"I'll let you go eventually. We'll maybe not. And with your body who wouldn't want to keep you? " The officer said giving a proud smile.
"But....but I trusted you. You...you promised." Heather said, clearly gloomy that her chance of escape was now cut off.
"As I said before. I'll let you go. Maybe in a couple months. Then you won't talk." The pretty much corrupt officer said.
"Months!? I've got my own life. A business that I've worked so hard to make!," Heather said virtually on the verge of tears.
"Well, I guess that life is going to be out in standstill. Just think of it as an extended vacation. But with a lot of let's say not straight time." The officer said grabbing something that Heather couldn't see.
"Please don't do this! I'll do whatever you want. Just please, my life will be ruined! I'm begging you," Heather said crying out.
"I think you've gotten your fair share of talking in. As an officer, I do have duties. So I'll be back in let's say 5 or 6 hours. Gotta make sure you'll be quiet however," The woman said whipping out a scotch roll of duct tape.
"No, please. You can't do this! I've got my a life st-mmmph." Heather's protest and trying to bite back were quirking and utterly stopped.
"I know all the tricks in the book, dearie. We're going to have a great time bonding," Samantha said with a very sly grin.
"Hungry? Thirsty? Well, since you said such a sudden no by not responding, I'll guess no. Isn't it hot in here? To me it is," the officer said pulling the sheets off the bed and into the corner.
"Well, I better take my leave. Wait, before I go! Gotta make sure you're secured!" Samantha whipped out two other pairs of handcuffs and put Heather's legs on both sides. Not only was it painful, it was incredibly demeaning.
Heather did the only thing she knew to do. She cried. But besides tears, it produced little to no noise. Samantha noticed however and slowly started to lean forward.
"There's no need to cry. I'll make your vacation a nice one. Think me pampering you! After all, I do have an entire hidden basement in my remote home!" She slowly started to get closer and closer until she reached Heather's eyes directly.
"And you know the best part? I'm the only one who knows and patrols this entire building. Yep, no one but me and you knows this place is here! I would like to keep it that way. This place was vacated like 20 years ago! City was just done with it. So sorry for this." She quickly said whipping out a blindfold. More like those big bandages people get in hospitals. She kept wrapping and wrapping until Heather's entire sight was nothing. She didn't cover her ears thankfully, but sight was not an option.
"I've got to get going! Oh yeah, and I'm going to lock all the doors in this building so doubtably even if you did escape, that you would gain freedom! Love you!," she said before shutting the door and then Heather couldn't hear anything.
Heather was so tired. Sure, she wanted to kill the woman, but it was so tiring. Why not just go to sleep and wait for a better time. Maybe that would stop her insane phobia of being in the dark! And her hunger plus thirst. Maybe it was best to just go to sleep.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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