Chapter Fourteen
Samuel
As soon as the police car pulled up to the farmhouse, Samuel checked the Glock and jumped out. He rushed around the house, looking for a back door. On his way there, he heard a woman screaming. He knew with every fiber in his being, it was her.
He grit his teeth. That has to be Camila!
What was Adrien doing to her!
Someone called him from behind, but he didn’t care. He didn’t pull out his gun or anything, he didn’t want the cops shooting him by mistake. Since he had ridden with the police, he hadn't dared let them know he carried his own protection, but he would pull it out and use it, if he had to. With any luck, Adrien wasn’t armed and he wouldn’t need to shoot him to rescue Camila. But, there was no way he was going to sit back and wait for someone else to save Camila when he was right there.
Just as he made it to the back door, it opened, and there stood his brother.
Samuel was actually startled for a moment. He hadn't actually expected that his brother would try to run out the back, it had just been a thought.
Next, he was surprised by how Adrien looked. He was a total mess, his hair had grown a little out of its crew cut and it was disheveled. His face was red and sweaty, eyes glazed, and he was panting. Honestly, he looked sick. Really sick.
It didn’t stop his next action, though.
They had both frozen when Adrien opened the door and they caught sight of each other, but then Samuel’s gaze drifted, and he saw Camila. In Adrien’s hand, he was holding onto her long, blonde hair, and she had her hands on his, trying to get him to let go. He couldn’t see her face, but even with them just standing there, he could hear whimpering coming from her. Her clothes were disheveled and messy, and she only had one shoe on.
Camila.
Samuel saw red, and he jumped on his brother, fist swinging. It connected with Adrien’s jaw, causing him to fly back, and Samuel heard the woman let out another shriek as she was released, tumbling to the floor. He couldn’t look at her just then, not yet. Instead, he followed his brother down to the ground to punch him again.
“S-Samuel—” His brother called his name, but he ignored it.
Samuel wasn’t even really seeing Adrien anymore, just throwing punch after punch. He only cared that each one connected. Only when the body beneath his stopped moving, did he stop throwing punches.
He paused for a long moment. He was panting lightly for each breath, and he tried to clear his mind. He didn’t just come here to beat up his twin, after all.
Camila.
He turned his head in her direction, and saw her. She was watching him, expression frozen in a stunned look. She was a mess, her face bruised and she looked a bit pale. He thought she was skinnier than the last time he saw her. But it was undeniably her.
“Camila…” His voice came out in a whisper, and he got up to go to her.
Her eyes stayed on him as he grew closer, but she didn’t move. He didn’t want to scare her, and he was sure that she was scared, but he couldn’t wait anymore. He practically threw himself to his knees in front of her, arms reaching to gather her into his chest.
“Camila.”
His eyes stung like he might cry, and he squeezed them tight and just held her close, vowing not to let her go ever again.
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Camila
Camila was still in a stunned state, but when Samuel hugged her and called her name, she woke up with a gasp. Strong arms were around her, holding her gently. Her eyes itched and she closed them as she took in another gasp and clung back.
“Samuel…”
She did start crying, tears leaking from her eyes. She sniffled, then choked a little as her throat tightened, and finally gave in and started sobbing.
Finally, he’d found her.
She was overcome with relief.
Samuel started to pull away, only for Camila to whimper and clutch at him, she didn’t want to let him go, not yet. She’d just gotten him back. He was stronger though, and he pulled back anyway. “Let me look at you, sweetheart.”