SAMANTHAS POV
I regained consciousness soon after I passed out, I think, but not to my surprise my father had also been knocked out.

Ghost didn't show much interest in us now that I was awake, but who knows about when I wasn't.

I don't like to admit it, but Ronnie scared the living hell out of me. Even when I knew him years ago, i've always been afraid of him. He had a hold over me that made me fear him, even if I had no contact with him.

It was like he was always there. Always there, controlling my every thought.

I kept my calm around him, because I literally had to. If I didn't I don't think I would be alive right now. I know that he saw me weak he would take advantage of me. Never in a million years would I let him do something to me again.

My thoughts wondered about the selfish man as he talked to his employers about his bomb. I couldn't see it from behind the plastic curtains, but I knew that it wasn't some little pathetic bomb.

Knowing Ronnie, he wanted something to wipe out millions of people, not something that wouldn't do any damage.

A loud gunshot rang throughout the bunker, everyone snapped their heads at the sound. Ronnie immediately ran out from behind the Curtain. "What the fuck was that?"

A woman stood in the mid darkness of the tunnel with a gun pointed to a body lying on the floor. I squinted my eyes to see who the girl was and to my surprise it was "Annika?"

I turned to my father who most likely got startled from the gunshot and was now awake. He looked just as surprised as I was to see Annika here.

Ghost took no hesitation to march towards her and rip the gun out of her hands as she was still in shock. "You're here with that Rapp boy aren't you?" Ronnie asked as he turned her body, pulling her to his chest and sliding his arm around her throat. He pointed the gun, that she once held, to her head.

Ronnie didn't even need answer to know that Mitch was coming.

"Your little boyfriend is finally here Samantha, let's hope he doesn't get himself killed now." Annika fought and kicked to get out of Ghost's grip but it was no use for her. Ronnie had years of experience and was way to built to even feel the slightest bit of pain from her. Pushing Annika into a separate tunnel, which I assumed leads outside, he in walked after her.

I looked back at my dad who was desperately trying to get his arm out from a block that formed a tight hold on him. I looked up to my hands that were wrapped together in zip ties and chains.

I couldn't stay like this forever. I had to get out somehow. My energy is still low, but I could feel myself recharging. Hopefully the adrenaline would kick in soon.

Pulling my hands apart as much as I could, I was able to break free from the zip ties. The hard part would be the chains that Ronnie hanged me from.

The ceiling, which the hook hanged from, seemed to be cracking. Maybe if I swing my body downwards I could create enough force to pull the hook out of the ceiling.

I started to kick my feat up to be able to swing my body back and forth. Once I reached my highest point, I took all the force in my body to pull my hands down.

The rusted hook fell from the ceiling, a long with a couple cement pieces, and the chains fell from the hook. I hit the floor, the chains fell loose off of my hands, just enough to slip out of.

I got up and ran to my fathers side. "Geez where'd you learn how to do that." "Oh you know...Ryan" "Yeah that was expected." I breathed heavily as I tried to unwrap my fathers arm from the chains that held him up. I needed to hurry before Ronnie comes back.

I grunted, in annoyance as I wasn't even tall enough to reach the chains, so instead I moved to my fathers other arm that head him down. "Samantha, you're not gonna get me out of here." "Yes I will!" I yelled back at him.

How could he be so calm when he knew we would die here if we didn't get out. "Sam!" his voice made me instantly snap my head at him. "Get the hell out of here...you'll never make it out in time if you keep trying to help me." his voice returned back to normal as he looked at me sincerely. "I'm not leaving you dad. I'm not leaving you like I did with mom, I won't let that happen again."

He didn't reply back, but he knew I was stubborn and wasn't going to leave. I know he wanted to tell me that my mother's death wasn't my fault, but at the end of the day, it was.

I was the one who let her get kidnapped. I was the one who let her get tortured. I was the one who let her get murdered. I'm the reason she begged for her life. I'm the reason she screamed in pain everyday till her death.

All because I fell in love, and was too blind to see who Ronnie truly was.

Just as I got his arm out from the block, he yelled my name again. Looking up at him I saw his eyes were looking at something behind me.

I whipped around and was met with a fist to my cheek. I stubbled back and was pushed to the floor. Ronnie climbed on top of me to hold me down.

"If you think you're getting out of here Samantha, you're wrong." He clocked his gun and held it to my forehead. I tried to not let it phase me, but I was terrified. I should be trained for this, I shouldn't be scared, but no one is ever really prepared to die.

"You're gonna die here, either with me, or by me." Ghost said with a smirk on his face, the things I would do to kill him right now weren't even able to be comprehended. I wanted nothing more than to kill him, get my father out, and go back home.

He jumped up and grabbed me by my hair, pulling me up with him. "Say goodbye to your father Sammy." I screamed in pain as the sensation was to much to bare. My hands clinged onto his fist that held my hair tightly. Ronnie dragged me out from the bunker and my dad was inching farther and farther away.

He called out for me and yelled at Ronnie to bring me back, but Ronnie wasn't going to let that happen.

This was going to be it. This was the last time i'll ever see my father again.