Once too often (PM to apply - open to suggestions)

[DeliciousMaiden]

Stats:

Name: Samantha Buckingham
Age: 19
Hgt: 5'6
Hair: Long blonde
Eyes: Blue
Build: Slim waist, but rounded bottom and generous breasts. Honeyed tan all over.

Nationality: British

Background:
Rich, near aristocratic background.
Born into wealth, Sam assumes that daddy works only for “pin money”

Residence:
Now in the USA.
Father’s work in advertising/PR gave the opportunity to relocate for an undetermined time.
Despite the obvious wealth and status, Mr Warrington is a hard working and successful businessman.

Character:
Samantha is selfish and spoiled.
She enjoys a pseudo-celebrity status playing up her “aristocratic” roots.
She has a celebrated “English Upper Class accent” and knows it.
She is superior and believes in getting just what she wants.
She is popular, but not liked.

Job: What’s that?

OOC:

Please PM if you have any ideas of where to run with this.
I don't want this to be a story where the "brat" just gets what's coming to her.
Hopefully the storyline will explore how being under threat will change her perspective on things.

Possible characters could be "Daniel" ( I could edit to change the name on application of that character) the body guard who will take no nonsense.
The perspecitve attacker/stalker/kidnapper.
Sam's father - (not into family scenarios though, sorry)
Various hired help who could be part of the unknown threat.
She will have made enemies along the way ... the danger may be real ... or not ...

Suggestions for characters and how they may fit in via PMs please... Do not post without consent.

Thank you for your time and interest.

DM x

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Ms Samantha Buckingham

Ok… I know I’d pushed him round a bit, but he was so damn confident.

Daddy said he was the best and didn’t he just know it!
… still, I should have known I couldn’t play games with him like the others.

I know I’m spoiled, but, hell, people get paid well for giving me what I want.
Why shouldn’t I have fun? I just insist that I’m treated right.

All I’d have to do is complain to daddy and they’d be history – and they know it!

I couldn’t believe that he’d actually called me a "pampered brat!"
Then just walked out.
Without a thought for my safety!
Well… I could do without him… or so I thought.

The others just stood around smirking. Well what is a girl to do?
I couldn’t continue with such a lack of..respect.
So I fired the lot of them. On the spot.
No protection is better than bad protection.

I was sure it was all nonsense, anyway.
I’d never seen anyone lurking about.
It was daddy who had gotten the letters, the threats… but he never even let me see them.
Hell it was my life…wasn’t it?

But… daddy wasn’t here now… called to some meeting.
He’d flown out for the weekend, knowing "Daniel" would take care of me.

So…Friday night finds me alone in our mansion: Alone probably for the first time in my life.
Only now do I realise I’m a prime target.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

OOC:

Thanks to darrenfate for offering to be my ... errr ... Samantha's long suffering and recently dismissed bodyguard.

Please PM if you wish to join as another character.

I'm sure Samantha has made enemies along the way ... I'm open to ideas ... we need to give the bodyguard something to do ...

::ggls::

DM x

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Samantha Buckingham

Perhaps it had been rash, but there was something about that man that riled me.
It always had done, since the first time daddy introduced him.
It had been daddy’s idea to hire him and I’d made it clear from day one that I wasn’t going to play ball.

And now I’d done it. I was free!
Free from being tracked round all day.
Free from his disdainful look as he watched and judged.
OK perhaps daddy wouldn’t be totally pleased with what I’d done … but staff could be replaced and bodyguards must be two-a-penny…
At least that’s what I told myself.
Anyhow … daddy never got angry with me … no matter what …

I close my journal and put it in a drawer.
I’m not thinking about the fact the house is empty.
I know it’s just my imagination.
There is no one out there…

I look at the clock and wonder how it got so late.
One in the morning … I must have been distracted.
And no… I wasn’t trying to keep myself busy, stop myself thinking …
imagining .. listening…

The silence is heavy but ….
Ohh God … there is someone out there… !
But with all the security systems… surely ….
But no the noises have stopped … but somehow that’s worse.

Ok… I admit it … I’m scared… but what can I do …?

I reach into my drawer once more and pull out my address book.
I kick my legs over the side of the bed, and flick it open …
But at this time in the morning … who could I call…?
I just didn’t have that “type” of friend …!

And then all rational thought goes.
A stone comes rocketing into my bedroom and I scream releasing the pent up tension and fear.
And then I’m silent, frozen, shaking.
Glass shards are everywhere… my legs, exposed without protection of the short nightgown are covered in superficial scratches…
I look up at the fractured window and the heavy object lying on my bedroom carpet… but I cannot move.

“Ohhh … my god….”

My hands reach for the phone; I find the number and dial.
.
A groggy voice answers…

“Hello….”

My mind races.
I don’t know what to say.

”It… it’s Samantha…. Samantha Buckingham …”

I announce trying to make the call sound a normal social event, but knowing this is the last person I’d call for such a reason.
There is a pause ….

”Samantha…?”

His tone is different to the one I expected, not dismissive or curt, but then even to my own ears I know my own voice is hoarse with fright.

“Please…. Daniel… help me…..”

I force the words before I begin to cry.

”I..I’m alone … daddy’s gone and there’s someone here…. Please… “

I hear his voice questioning at the other end of the line, but I can’t make sense of his words.

The remainder of the window shatters, the glass falling inwards as I scream.
I look at the gaping hole in horror.
I slowly become aware of my name being repeated over and over and pick up the dropped phone …

 

[darrenfate]

DANIEL

Daniel the army brat had always wanted to be a professional football player. When he was drafted in the third round by Buffalo from college he had felt that he had acheived his lifelong ambition.

A severe knee injury on the second day of training camp had changed his life. Gone was his blazing speed, now - though recovered - he was just average. And average in the NFL got you nowhere.

Still thanks to IMG, his agent, he had received a large upfront signing bonus, and with his BA in Criminal Justice he used it to start his own business as a bodyguard to the rich and famous. Now six years later he had built a reputation. At 28, he was becoming well known - thwarting the kidnapping incident for Du Pont's daughter brought him instant fame.

The last two years he had worked for Samantha Buckingham, or rather her father. Foreign nationals always had a heightened sense of security and "Daddy" had paid Daniel an obscene amount of money to protect his only child. The old man was great, respectful, intelligent and down to earth. There was only one problem.

Samantha was a bitch. From the first day she had battled him, balking at his rules and taking foolish chances. Daniel had tried reasoning with her, pleading with her even threatening her. She had always grudgingly acceded to his demands. Daniel never counted them as victories though, the cost was high.

When she fired him that afternoon, Daniel felt as though a weight was lifted off his shoulders. He left without a word. He would move out of the adjacent guest house in the morning. Good riddance.

He went to bed early and slept soundly. He was free.

That is until the phone rang.

Samantha

He heard the glass break.

She was in trouble. He motored the two miles to the Buckingham mansion in about 90 seconds. The front door was still secure as Daniel bounded up the stairs two at a time bursting into Samanatha's room ....

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Samantha Buckingham

The phone seemed dead.

”Daniel??…. Daniel!!!”

I shout desperately, but there is no answer on the line.
I drop the phone to the floor and stare at the gaping window frame.
My mind is spinning and the panic is rising, but the scream seems locked in my throat.

Would Daniel come?
I was sure he hung up on me!

I shiver, as much from fear as from the cool breeze now blowing in through the shattered hole.

Was someone still out there?
Surely no one had gotten into the house?

I couldn't just sit here. I had to do something.
My mind tried to hold a lucid thought.

…phone the police…!

The idea suddenly occurs to me …
Cursing my earlier stupidity, I reach again for the phone and hit the keypad… but it’s dead.

”Ohhh.. God….

I gasp finding it harder and harder to stay calm.
I decide I have to run.. hide…
I have to get away… somewhere… somehow …
I slide my feet to the floor and gasp in pain!
Looking down as if for the first time, I see my legs peppered with cuts made by the shattering glass.
Suddenly they sting like crazy, but I know I have to move.
I stand unsteadily and feel my knees buckling beneath me.
I give a cry and fall forward putting my right hand out to stop my fall and feeling the glass shards dig deep.

I sob softly.
My legs and hand are cut to ribbons.
I can’t move … I’m surrounded by glass.

And then I hear it...
The front door, the footsteps bounding up the stairs.
My door flies open and I scream!!!

I curl up in a vain attempt to protect myself.
I press my eyes shut.
What would happen to me?
More glass eases its way into the skin on my arms, my face.
I’m sobbing in pain and fright …

”Samanatha ….. Sam …. “

The voice comes from somewhere far away …

”Sammie..?”

I struggle to focus. Only daddy called me that.
Strong hands touch me gently.
I open my eyes then blink incredulously.

”Daniel…!”

I gasp and fall against him as he kneels beside me.

”Ohh.. god… Daniel … I thought you wouldn’t come … I … “

I begin to sob in earnest.
Now he’s here I know I’m safe.
My body shudders as I press my face against his chest aching desperately for comfort.

 

[darrenfate]

DANIEL

Daniel ran towards the sobbing Samantha thanking the gods that she was still unhurt. He took her in his arms as he pulled her away from the open window.

Daniel's mind raced. By the numbers boy. He brandished his handgun as he held her, pointing it at the door.

1) Secure the scene, shield Samantha from additional harm.
2) Against unknown numbers let them come to you.
3) Call for reinforcements.

We've got to move Samantha Now!

Half carrying her he moved out the door and up a back staircase to the attic cupola. One way in, one way out. He could protect her by guarding the long narrow wooden stairway up. Immediately he reached for his cell phone and called 911. Within 30 seconds he hung up. He breathed his first sigh of relief.

The police will be here in less than 5 minutes Samantha. You did the right thing to call me as quick as you did.

Daniel realized he was still holding Samantha tightly. As he eased her down he saw her silhouete in the moonlight. The full breasts and the delicious swell of her hips. Why hadn't he ever noticed before just how damn attractive she was? Stop that Daniel. That's dangerous thinking.

Gone was all the haughtiness and attitude. She was still shaking with fear. For the first time he saw the cuts on her hands.

Let me see Samantha. Hmmm. You'll be fine just superficial cuts. Now we just have to wait a few minutes.

He realized he was breathing heavily. With a jolt he also realized that it wasn't all due to the stress. Some of it was due to his proximity to her ...

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Samantha Buckingham

We've got to move Samantha Now!

His voice urges me.
Before I can move, Daniel scoops me up and carries me through the house, up the back staircase and to upwards towards the attic cupola.
He lays me down gently, but his arms still remain about my body as I watch him pull out a cell phone and call the police.

The police will be here in less than 5 minutes Samantha.
You did the right thing to call me as quick as you did.

I look up at him dazed and give a weak smile.
A kind word, praise from Daniel? It was unheard of!
I flinch as he eases me downwards.
My legs are scratched and bleeding.
The sting of the cuts is all the more noticeable now the immediate danger has passed.
But it’s my right hand that’s throbbing.
I wonder in a detached way if there is any glass still lodged there, but cannot summon up the energy to raise my hand to look.

I look up and see Daniel’s eyes on me.
Somehow I still can’t stop shaking and I’m so glad he’s here!

Let me see Samantha. Hmmm. You'll be fine just superficial cuts.
Now we just have to wait a few minutes.

I look towards the door following his gaze and ask

”Is there somebody still out there?
I thought I heard someone out there earlier… but I thought it was just my imagination playing games.. and then …. that rock … “

My voices break as I try to explain, as I relive the fear.
I move closer to him as he wraps his arm around me once more.

”I was soo scared… I thought… they were going to … “

He reaches for my right hand and I give a cry of pain.

”Ahhh.. god… !”

Daniel takes the hand and raises it, examining the wound.
The cut is not deep, yet the glass shard is still lodged underneath the skin …

”It hurts .. “

I comment unnecessarily …

Daniel tells me he will see to it as soon as is possible, but I can see he’s concentrating on the door … I follow his gaze again … expecting that any minute the door will fly open and…
I shiver and press closer to him, my thigh curling to rest on his leg.
I let my head rest against him.
I let out a shuddering breath.

”Thank you for coming, Daniel …”

I whisper knowing that anything could have happened if he hadn’t turned up.

”I wasn’t sure if you would…”

I add softly...

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

OOC:

I'm assuming I've lost my body guard...?

Anyone else want to play?

DM x