Synopsis Elizabeth is a seventeen year old girl who has an ugly past due to family and emotional turmoil. she lost her best friend in the process and since then she has been having nightmares constantly for two years. Adam is an eighteen year old boy. He drinks, smokes sometimes, has sex a lot and parties a lot . he is the school golden boy as he is the striker and also the captain of the school football team. he is not a nerd but he passes his exams and he is known as the most popular boy in the whole of southwest high school. Adam lives with his mom and younger sister alone after his father left them for another woman. he has emotional breakdowns sometimes since he has been too strong for long but when Adam's mom starts panicking a lot , Adam starts getting very sad as his past was coming back to haunt him. Elizabeth and Adam help find themselves as they were both suffering from emotional problems. As they get close, they start to see past their big walls as they fall in love but none of them are willing to admit it since they belong to two different worlds...
View MoreELIZABETH:.
" Dena run!" I yelled as I and my best friend Radena ran for our lives, I looked back to see Dena slowing down and that was when I saw him, he was holding a gun and his eyes were dark, he looked ready to kill and he was getting closer.
"Lizzie run, at least one of us can make it out alive" she yelled and smiled at me.
" no no no" I yelled. I know what that smile means so I run back not minding the fact that he was close and he was holding a gun. I had to get to Dena fast. We both have to get out of this place alive. Together.
" just hold on Dena I'm coming!" I yelled at her but she just stood there not moving an inch from the spot and still smiling at me. I could already feel her presence sleeping away from me. I just had to run faster than I am doing now I can reach her.. I can reach her.
" Elizabeth just leave!!. Please leave!. I will try to stall him while you get out of here" she yelled aloud
" No! I'm not leaving you here. I will always be there for you. I promise nothing will happen to you. I'm coming" I yelled back and then I saw a spark of belief in her eyes . she started running forward too and I didn't want to wait long so I also ran forward again. As we both reached out to each other.... GUNSHOTS!!
" No!!" I yelled as I switched on the bed lamp, yet another nightmare. Mum said its going to leave me one day. I could feel my heart pounding against my chest as my eyes filled with tears.
"Honey!" My door bursts open to reveal my mum still in her night gown. She had the terrifying look she has every night after I wake up from one of my nightmares. She didn't wait before crawling into my bed, hugging me so close to her.
" mum, I killed her.. I killed her" I whispered as spilled from my eyes. I was shaking all over as mum still held me tight.
" no you didn't.. You didn't kill anyone Elizabeth. You didn't do anything" she said, her voice close to breaking down.
" No, I'm sure I killed her, mum I killed her" I yelled, screaming loudly now, I'm sure our neighbors could hear us. She patted the back of my head gently.
" no sweety its just a dream, just another bad dream. You didn't kill anyone, you didn't. Its just a dream, its not true, its alright" she said trying hard not to break down.
" mum don't let him take me, he is coming for me" I cried as I finally threw my arms around mum as I sobbed profusely. Her hands enclosed around me, tighter than before.
" no honey, you are safe. No one us coming for you" she said as she rocked me like a baby. I was shaking all over. I really wanted to believe her.
" no one would hurt you. I promise you" she said . I didn't reply her. I just held unto her cloth and cried but one thing was sure, I just couldn't believe her.
ADAM:
" sweety you seriously have to hurry up or you will be late for school" I could hear mum yell from the living room. I wiggled out of bed and tiptoed slowly into the bathroom. Damn I hate school!. I put my tooth brush in my mouth as I brushed all the morning breath away. Don't want to real of whatever we had last night.
" Adam!" Now mum's voice was close, very close. It was like she was right in the room with me. I thought.
" I'm in the room with you now hurry up and take your bath. Cheryl is waiting downstairs" mum said. Then i frowned.
" mum I told you not to enter my room anyhow or anytime you feel like. What if I was naked?" I asked frowning at her.
" its not like its something I haven't seen . now hurry up and come out so you won't the bus to school" she said before leaving.
" Aargh!. I'm fucking eighteen. Respect my privacy" I yelled as I entered the bathtub.
I removed my headphone from my ear as Cheryl and I entered the bus. You must be wondering who Cheryl is . well she is my younger sister, seventeen years old and yes we go to the same school. I waved at my friends as I spot them.. Then I walked to the back and sat with them.
We all have cars.. Its just hot girls take the bus plus my car was seized by my mum cause of something. And also I take the bus of a girl... She is my mystery girl.
"Hey Adam" Shawn my best friend as we gave each other a fist bump and then I sat down between he and Cole. Cole was one of our buddies. We are just five in our group; Cole, Curt, Shawn, Kelvin and me. We have been best buddies since preschool. Don't wanna go into details anyways.
" so how was the party Friday night?" Curt asked us because he didn't come as he had to go for a family dinner, so boring right?
Spending your entire weekend with bunch of weirdos you don't even know you are related to . I mean its super boring, I don't wanna face that.
" seriously Curt you missed a lot. Plus Harleen was there" Cole said. Harleen was the second hottest chick at our school and she was also a cheerleader and her parents were also rich. Cole has had a huge crush on her since 7th grade . end of story, that's Cole's life.
" it was very nice and as Cole was saying, Harleen was skinny dipping" kelvin cut through Cole's words and smirked. Kelvin was the bad ass player.
" Shawn?" Curt asked then Shawn shrugged. As usual I always had to drag Shawn to these crazy parties every Friday night. I mean which guy prefers staying at home on Friday night just to watch N*****x . girls do it and I still think its stupid but why would my best buddy want to behave like a sissy.. Its uncool.
" whatever Shawn you are so boring" Cole said hitting Shawn's shoulder. Then Shawn just smiled at him.
" I guess you guys are waiting for what I thought about the party?" I asked and they all nodded.
" well to me, it was epic but as usual. I only have two words for it" I said smirking.
" hot sex" the four of them said as they each rolled their eyes. I chuckled
" yeah hot sex" I said admitting to what they said. I mean why would you go to a party if it wasn't to get laid. Well I know you can dance, ride, get high, get drunk, make out with anyone and also have a quickie in the bathroom but the most important thing is getting laid.
" a party is never a party until you get laid" I said and apparently the four of them said it together same time as me.
" would you guys please let me say my lines ?" I asked as we burst out laughing. I was laughing so hard I could feel the tears in my eyes. That was when the bus stopped.
And she entered.....
ELIZABETH:My heart pounded in my chest, echoing in my ears as I waited for him to speak, to say the thing I’d been avoiding, the thing I wasn’t sure I was ready to hear.He took a deep breath, and with it, I felt the air in the room shift. “Elizabeth,” he began, his voice low and quiet, but there was a raw edge to it, a vulnerability I rarely saw in him. “I love you.” He paused, his eyes never leaving mine. “I love you so much,"His words hit me like a wave, crashing into me with a force I hadn’t anticipated. My breath caught in my throat, and for a moment, I couldn’t move, couldn’t speak. I had known, of course. Deep down, I had always known how he felt, but hearing it out loud, in his voice, with such certainty and conviction—it was overwhelming.“I—” I started, but the words caught in my throat. How could I respond to that? How could I explain everything I had been feeling, everything I had been afraid of, in just a few words? “Adam, I—” I tried again, but the look in his eyes sto
ELIZABETH:Adam.He walked through the entrance, wearing a dark suit, his hair slightly messy like it always was. He looked around the gym for a moment, his eyes scanning the crowd until they found me. And then our eyes locked, and everything else seemed to blur. My heart skipped a beat, and I could barely breathe.I stood there, frozen, as he walked toward me, his expression unreadable. The music, the people, everything around me faded away. All I could focus on was the fact that Adam was here. He had come. After all this time, he had shown up.“Hey,” he said when he reached me, his voice soft but steady. “Can we talk?”I nodded, not trusting my voice to work. My heart was racing, and I could feel the tension between us, thick and heavy. Without another word, we left the gym, slipping out of the side doors into the cool night air. The sky was dark, the stars faintly visible overhead. It was quiet, a stark contrast to the noise and chaos inside the gym.We walked in silence for a few
ELIZABETH:The day of prom finally arrived, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a mix of excitement and nerves. Prom was supposed to be this magical night that you remembered forever, but all I could think about was Adam. The fact that he hadn’t responded to my message still stung. Maybe I shouldn’t have expected him to. After everything that had happened between us, what right did I have to ask him to prom? I stood in front of my mirror, staring at my reflection, trying to focus on something, anything, other than the knot in my stomach. The soft pink dress I’d picked out felt perfect for the occasion, elegant and flowing, but it didn’t feel like me.I felt like I was putting on a show, pretending everything was fine, when really I was drowning in uncertainty. My hair was pinned up in loose curls, and my makeup was subtle, just enough to bring out my features. Cheryl had helped me with the finishing touches, gushing the entire time about how great the night was going to be. I tried t
ELIZABETH:Exams were finally over, and prom was in five days. The relief I felt was hard to put into words, but it wasn’t just the end of exams that had me so distracted. The upcoming prom was hanging over my head like a dark cloud. I should have been excited like everyone else, but there was one person I couldn’t stop thinking about. Adam. The girls and I had just finished shopping for our prom dresses, which was supposed to be one of the most exciting parts of prom prep, but honestly, I had gone through the motions. I picked a dress, tried it on, paid for it, and walked out of the store without feeling any of the usual rush of excitement I would normally feel before a big event like this. I was happy for Cheryl and Alex though—they seemed thrilled with their choices. Cheryl found this glittery, silver number that hugged her body in all the right places, and Alex chose a deep blue dress that made her hazel eyes pop. Meanwhile, my pale pink dress felt like a non-commitment. I coul
ELIZABETH:It felt strange to be back at school, like stepping into a world that had moved on without me. The familiar sounds of chatter in the hallways, the rustling of papers, the ring of the bell—it all seemed so normal, yet I felt completely out of place. I walked through the halls, my head down, avoiding the stares and whispers that followed me. Everyone knew what had happened. They knew my father had been arrested. They knew about the kidnapping, the beatings, and the gunshot that had nearly killed me. And yet, despite the weight of it all, life around me continued as if nothing had changed.I wasn’t sure if I was ready for any of it.As I made my way to my first class, I spotted Alex standing by the lockers, waiting for me. She caught my eye and gave me a small, sympathetic smile before rushing over to me, her arms outstretched.“Betty, hey!” she greeted me, pulling me into a tight hug. “I’m so glad you’re back. How are you feeling?”I didn’t know how to answer that. I hadn’t
ELIZABETH:When I finally opened my eyes, everything around me felt unfamiliar, as though I had been transported to a different world. The room was too bright, too sterile. The soft beeping of a machine beside me was the first sound I registered, a slow and steady rhythm that matched my own heartbeat. My body felt heavy, as if it wasn’t really mine, and a dull, persistent ache in my chest reminded me of what had happened. I blinked, trying to make sense of where I was, why I was here, and then it all came crashing back.The basement. The gunshot. Adam’s face as I threw myself in front of him. The explosion of pain when the bullet hit.I was alive. Somehow, I had survived.It took a moment for the rest of my senses to catch up. My throat was dry, and my mouth tasted like metal. Slowly, I became aware of the soft weight of a hand clutching mine, squeezing it tightly, as if afraid I might disappear again. I turned my head, wincing at the pain, and saw my mother sitting beside the bed. He
ELIZABETH:The room was spinning, and I could barely keep my eyes open. Everything hurt. My ribs felt bruised, my head pounded, and I hadn’t eaten in days. I could feel the bruises forming under my skin, the sharp sting of every breath a reminder of how long we’d been trapped in this hell. Three days. Three long, agonizing days since my father had taken us, since he’d dragged me and Adam into this nightmare. I tried to move, but my body wouldn’t cooperate. My muscles screamed in protest, and I had to bite back the cry that threatened to spill from my lips. I didn’t want Adam to see how weak I was. Not now, when he needed me to be strong. I couldn’t let him see me like this. “Stay with me, Elizabeth,” Adam whispered beside me, his voice barely audible in the stale air of the basement. I could hear the desperation in his tone, could feel it in the way his hand brushed against mine, even though we were both tied to the chairs. “Just keep breathing, okay? We’re going to get out of here.
ELIZABETH:I woke up screaming. My heart pounded in my chest, and my hands trembled as the remnants of that nightmare lingered in my mind. It was the same one again. The same horrifying memory, like a bad movie I was forced to watch over and over. Radena and I, running through the dark, our feet stumbling over broken branches and jagged rocks as we fled from him. My father’s voice echoed behind us, filled with rage and cold determination. The crack of the gunshot always felt too real, the scream that followed piercing the night and making my heart stop every time. Radena fell beside me, her body crumpling to the ground in a way that still haunted me even after all these years. And no matter how much I ran, no matter how fast I tried to get away, I couldn’t save her. I couldn’t escape.“Elizabeth!” Adam’s voice cut through the haze of fear. His hand shook my shoulder gently but urgently. “Elizabeth, wake up! You’re having a nightmare"I blinked, trying to shake off the darkness and th
ELIZABETH:The world was blurry when I first opened my eyes. My head throbbed like someone had taken a hammer to it, and a deep, dull ache settled in the base of my skull. I blinked rapidly, trying to force clarity back into my vision. It felt as though the air was thick, suffocating, and the room I was in was dimly lit, with shadows creeping up the walls. My arms felt strangely heavy, and it wasn't until I tried to move them that I realized they were bound. Panic surged through me like ice water in my veins.I was tied to a chair.My wrists were bound tightly with rope, cutting into my skin, and the more I tried to shift, the more I felt the rough fibers biting into my flesh. The same was true for my ankles, which were tied to the legs of the chair. My movements were futile, restricted to small jerks as I struggled to comprehend what was happening. My mind raced, trying to recall where I was last, how I got here, and why."Elizabeth?" a voice croaked beside me. I turned my head shar
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