Camille
I had been kidnapped what, like 3 times now? Actually scratch that I think it might be 4, and don't get me started on all the attempted kidnappings. But this by far was the worst. All I did was lay on this table as Lancing probed at me. I was starting to give up hope on someone finding me, or getting out of this on my own.
I had tried several methods but nothing worked. It had been two days now I believe, he won't let me get up to go to the bathroom either. He feeds me once a day with a piece of bread after he's cut something off me. Since it's been two days I've lost hair and some skin that he's packaged away to send to Josiah. I'm afraid of what's next to come.
The door opens and I look over to see him strolling in with a sick smile. "What should we send Josiah today?" He asks.
I don't answer him and instead look for other ways out. "Quiet today huh? Maybe we should send him one of your pearly whites." He pulls my face toward him, "Open up."
I keep my mouth shut and avoid eye contact. "Well then how about we just send him something else?" He pulls out a scalpel and my eyes widen, "This will only hurt a bit."
He traces the scalpel down my thigh, before making an incision. I close my eyes and look away but the pain is still there. He leaves a big cut down my thigh and brings up the scalpel with a smile. "A bloody scalpel, perfect." He smiles as he holds it up like it's a piece of art.
"I'll be right back."
I was breathing heavily and looked down at the wound. My eyes stung with tears and I began crying. "I need to get out of here." I say to myself.
There has to be someway. I look down at my cast, maybe if I can get it off I'll have one arm free. But I knew it'd be impossible to remove on my own. The straps I was covered in were made out of metal.
I sigh as the tears begin to fall again, it's time to face the facts. I'm going to die here.
"That one is for surely going to freak him out." Lancing snickers as he enters the room. "Maybe tomorrow we'll give him and ear or toe or something?"
"Can you please let me go?" I whisper. He chuckles, "Well that's a stupid question to ask."
"I'm heading out, I'll be back." He says as he takes off his gloves and leaves. I attempt to escape again but nothing. I let out a breath, I need to focus and do this slowly. My hands are not even strapped down individually this shouldn't be that hard. I slowly pull my good arm upward, trying to release it from the strap. "Yes!" I whisper.
Now that my arm is halfway out, I use this opportunity to pull myself out of the straps from the top. "Slowly Cam, slow." I tell myself.
My body is halfway out when I hear a gunshot. Followed by several other gunshots. I quickly pull myself out and fall to the floor with a loud thud. I quickly get up and grab a weapon from the table before finding somewhere to hide. I also grab a cloth and wrap it around my exposed wound. I hide in a storage unit, waiting for the gun fire to stop.
Suddenly the door is busted open and a bunch of men rush in with guns. "Search everywhere." A voice yells. The men begin searching around the room and I notice one of them coming toward me. I immediately point my weapon at the man as he opens the storage unit. "We found her!" He calls out behind him.
"Stay away from me or I swear to God I'll stab you right in your throat." I threaten. "Camille it's okay, we work for big Jo."
I shake my head, "I don't believe you, get away from me!" I attempt to stab the man but he backs up before I can get him. I notice Charlie and Josiah rush into the room, "Camille!" Josiah runs over to me and I begin crying.
"Baby I'm so sorry." He says pulling me to him and out of the storage unit. I cried into his shirt as he held me. "Let's get you out of here."
"One more move and the whole place blows." A voice says from behind us. Josiah turns around and we both come face to face with Lancing. He has a remote in his hand with only one button. Josiah frowns, "Lancing."
Lancing smiles, "Josiah, how nice it is to see you again. I see you've found your girlfriend."
"Put the remote down."
"Why? So you can kill me and go live happily ever after with her?" He says distastefully.
"What do you have against Camille? She's never done anything to you."
"She has you." Josiah's eyebrows knot together in confusion. "I don't understand."
Lancing rolls his eyes, "You're cute but you're pretty stupid. Why do you think everyone you ever try to date dies or goes missing?"
"Because I have many enemies that want to get to me. Why else?"
"Because I killed them! Why should they get to be with you when I can't? That wasn't the case for Sandra now though was it?"
Josiah clenches his jaw, now visible angered. Who the hell is Sandra?
"And now it was Camille's turn. But you just had to come find her too early. Looks like you cared more about her than you did Sandra."
"I cared about Sandra." He says with a clenched jaw. "Yeah, until you didn't. Look I'm going to blow this place up now okay?" Suddenly a gunshot goes off and Lancing falls to the ground, surrounded in his own blood. Charlie rolls his eyes and puts his gun away, "I was gonna shoot him sooner but you guys were having a conversation. And that would've been rude you know?"
Josiah rolls his eyes before carrying me into his arms. "Make sure the area is clear for us." He tells the men, "Charlie pick up the detonator and blow this place up once we're all out."
Charlie nods as he takes the detonator out of Lancing's cold dead hands so easily before following us out. I curl up to Josiah's chest as he carries me out of the building. "I'm sorry Camille." He whispers as we enter the car. I don't respond and instead bring myself closer to him as he holds me.
We arrive about an hour or more later at Josiah's home where Jane is waiting to treat my injuries. "Come with me." She leads me to a guest room filled with hospital supplies. "I'm just going to clean and stitch this up for you. Then it going to check your cast and see if it needs to be removed yet. Then you can go and have a shower, okay darling?"
I nod and sit on the bed while she rolls a tray toward me. "Place your leg here." I do as I'm told and she begins disinfecting the wound before pulling out a needle and stitching it shut. It was painful as hell but I just looked away.
"Okay and now let me see how this arm is." I stare at her in shock as she pulls out a full x-ray machine and checks my arm. Who the hell has an X-ray machine in their house? Fucking Josiah.
"Your arm has healed well, do you want us to remove it now or tomorrow?"
"Now please."
She nods before getting the machine to cut it off. After getting it removed she soaks my arm in some warm water before gently patting it dry. "I'm sorry this happened to you Camille."
I nod not knowing what to say. She excuses me and I walk up the stairs to the bathroom to shower. I took a nice long shower in the bathroom, in the middle of it I broke down. I slid down to the floor and just cried for a while. I still felt shaken up by the whole thing.
I almost didn't make it out of there, sure I got out of the bed thing. But where would I have gone from there if Josiah hadn't shown up? I would've died, I wouldn't have ever gotten to see my brother again, my friends, my coworkers. I wouldn't have gotten to find my soulmate, have kids and grow old with them. It all would've been cut off right then and there if he hadn't come.
"Camille? You still in there?" Josiah asks from behind the door. "Yeah!" I quickly call out. I stand up and wash off my face before turning off the shower and putting on a towel.
I open the door and Josiah is out there leaning on the wall waiting for me. He gets up and walks over to me, his hand comes up to my face and he touches my cheek. "You've been crying." He states.
I shake my head, "I'm fine."
"I've got food for you downstairs." I nod as I remove his hand and head toward the bedroom.
After getting dressed in some pajama pants and a tank top, I head down stairs to meet Josiah for dinner. "I just got some Popeyes, didn't have enough time to really make anything." I nod and grab a plate before filling it with food.
We decide to eat in front of the tv on the couch rather than in the dining room. I put my head on his shoulder as I bite into my chicken. After eating I just laid on his chest and we watched tv in silence. I was thankful that he wasn't pushing me for details about what happened, I didn't want to think about. I didn't want to remember it at all. I wanted it erased from my mind.
Josiah later noticed I was getting sleepy and led us upstairs. "Sleep with me." He says quietly. I nod and follow him to the bedroom. We get into bed and he lightly wraps his arms around me, as if he's afraid he'll break me. I turn around and face him, snuggling into his chest where I felt most safe.
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