"Trevor."
I said in whisper as I couldn't believe my eyes.
He was one of them, and I-I didn't kill him.
I couldn't kill him.
"Oh my god it really is you." He said and I hid my lipstick in my breast as he continued to hug me. How could he be one of them? Just how?
"Trevor." I said as I pushed him away from me. "Your a monster."
He looked at me in confusion and then in disbelief as he knew what I meant by calling him such a name.
"I can explain McKenna." He shouted and I raised my hand up, motioning for him to stop.
"I don't want to hear it." I spoke in an emotional voice as he tried to get closer to me. "Just leave me alone."
And he did.
I felt my watch buzz again but I paid no attention to it. All I wanted at the moment was to leave, to be away from such a disgusting man.
I walked down the hall, passing my hotel room and groaning in annoyance.
"God I can't believe this." I said in protest to reality as I wish it had been a lie.
I took a step closer and fell onto the concrete ground, this would probably make another ugly scar later.
But when I tried to lift myself off the floor, I couldn't. It was as if my body had been put to sleep which might have been done by one of Hector's goons.
My suspicions were only confirmed when I heard Trevor's voice.
"I'm sorry my little marionette." Was what he said to me as my eyes lost their grip on the word and it's dark beauty.
***
My body shifted awake to find itself in an uncomfortable sitting position. I tried move my body but I couldn't.
Before I could fully awaken and open my eyes, someone's hand collided with my cheek.
When it did as such, I immediately opened them, and all my senses came alive, feeling that fresh burning sensation.
"I told you that would do the trick." A man said in a cocky tone and I scanned the room.
There was two men. One had blonde hair, the other a light red color. They both had the same green eyes with blue rings around the outer edge.
In a way their eyes reminded me of the spot where the sea would meet the earth.
"Hey bitch." One of the guys yelled at me and I narrowed my eyes.
"Don't call me a bitch." I said through gritted teeth as the rope dug more into my skin.
Again I was slapped and this time I didn't flinch. I spit straight at him and smirked as he looked disgusted.
"Why you little-" The blonde was about to hit me again, but stopped when someone else entered the small room I was being held in.
"That's enough boys." The very familiar sounding voice ordered and the two guys nodded before leaving.
I refused to look at who the man because I already knew who it was.
"Hello there my beautiful princess." He spoke again with a slight chuckle making me want to vomit.
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