Unconditional [Sequel to Broken: Nash Grier]

I've Missed You

CHAPTER 31:

(Delaney's POV)

The light clink of metal echoes throughout the hollow sounding room. The bare skin of my cheek is pressed against something cold and hard, almost cement like. I slowly open my eyes and allow them to adjust to the flickering fluorescent light swinging above my head. I bring my hands up to rub the blurriness out of my eyes, but find myself unable to do so without a challenge.

"Handcuffs. You're kidding me Seth." I mutter as I slam my fists down on to the ground, crying out in pain as I realize that that was probably a dumb idea. "Are these really necessary?!" I yell out, hoping that someone can hear me through the solid four walls surrounding me.

I do my best to stand to my feet and start to pound on the large metal door that is keeping me confined. I stand on my tip toes to try to see any sign of people through the little window in the door, but the hallway outside is completely empty.

"Anyone? Please!" I yell, never stopping my attack on the door. 

After ten minutes of no one responding to me or even having any sign that there are other humans around, I pause and listen, pressing my ear up against the door. Nothing. I stare down at my knuckles that have been hitting the door repeatedly and find them cut open with blood slowly starting to ooze out. It's then that I first realize how badly my hands ache and I start to feel tears spring to my eyes.

I slowly slide down the wall and pull my knees into my chest, ignoring the tearing sound that comes from my dress. I examine the fabric, once a beautiful white, now covered in dirt and mine and Cam's blood, completely torn all over. Tally's words from her note start to swarm inside my head, and a chill runs down my spine. 

"You'll look like a lamb among the lions in this one. I always did love you in white."

That bitch. Who would have ever thought that my own sister would be the one to be against me? Tally and I have always been close knit. There isn't a single incident that runs through my mind when I think of why she would possibly want to do this to me. I've always been supportive of her dreams and been her shoulder to cry on when someone hurt her. I don't get how she could turn on me so suddenly.

I'm pulled out of my thoughts by the sound of the doors locks being undone and the metal screeching as it's pushed open. A man in all black walks in first and holds open the door for another man dressed identically to him. He stops in front of me and peers down at me like I'm nothing more than dirt beneath his feet.

"We've brought you some company." he says in a low, gruff voice.

The sounds of screaming echoes through the hallway outside, and I recognize the screams. I watch as two more men drag two people into the room, both handcuffed like I am, both of their attire torn and dirtied. I watch as they throw the two of them to the ground and sneer at their bruised bodies.

"Ellie!" I scream out as I go to help sit her up.

"We'll be back in a few hours." the same man announces as he and his friends turn around and slam the door behind them. 

The sounds of the locks being latched back into place ring in our ears. Ellie grabs a hold of my hands in hers, tears starting to stream down her face. She looks tired and worn, just as I imagine I look too. I look into her eyes, and she doesn't even have to say anything; I know nothing is okay with her. A groan comes from the ground beside us, and I remember that there's someone else in here with us. I haven't caught sight of their face yet though, and I can't tell who it is from the back. All I know is that it's a boy.

"Are you okay?" I ask as I sit on my knees and peer at them.

"Lane?" his voice asks weakly as he turns towards me, his blue eyes more familiar to me than my own heartbeat.