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Chapter 21 ~ Game On.

"Feel free to consider a career change. I'll even help you write a resume, you'd make a very convincing rubbish picker, preferably in chains." I offer but Axel is far from amused while Eric makes the mistake of snickering which encourages Dana to join in.

It really does wonders for my ego however one thing I know about Axel is that he hates being mocked.

"You all better watch yourself.. When I get better you're all going to feel a world of pain."

"I think you need to watch yourself. You're not exactly in tip top shape on a good day there buddy." I counter quickly, his threats meaning nothing when he is weaponless and leaning on the couch to stand.

He is pathetic.

Axel growls and begins to stumble towards me, over the board and scattering the pieces everywhere.
I watch my Thimble scatter and I feel a little sad, I'd laboured over this game long enough to acquire quite a real estate.

"Feeling hungry yet you bitch?"
Axel spits out and I remain seated calmly, partly to look unimpressed but mainly because I don't trust the world not to spin.

I hum lightly and pretend to consider his question as he gets dangerously close and I hear the back door open and close distantly.

"Hmm.. No not really. The sight of you is rather repulsing." At this I'm sure Axel would have lunged at me if it wasn't for Eric who quickly stood between us and firmly held back Axel by the shoulders.

"There, there children. Let's play nice!" Eric interrupts still with his annoying smile and that's enough to make Axel flip his shit.

"I swear to god when I get you alone I'm-!"

"You'll what Axel?" Rosik cuts in, forcing his broad shoulders in the room and the room goes quite as Rosik towers over everyone.

He has a grim expression on his face but I quickly avert my eyes as they settle on me, the hairs on my arms stand and I begin playing with the small tufts of carpet.

"Nothing." Axel mumbles and while Eric snickers at Axels sudden demeanour change I can't manage to join in, recognising the transition into a shell of yourself the moment the threat enters the room.

As much as I hate to admit it, I understand and relate with Axel the most out of all the men and the thought depresses me.

"That's what I thought. Dana and Eric go organise lunch." Rosik commands and I crinkle my eyebrows at his coldness.

Whatever he has been up to he hasn't been happy about.
As Dana rises to go concoct some sort of meal I shakily stumble onto my feet. I go to follow behind her but as I near Rosik he stands in front of the door, making my shoulders slump.

"It's not fair that Dana is doing all the cooking." I complain loudly, hoping that my volume tricks Rosik into thinking that I have more energy in me than what I actually do.
I don't want him to realise how weak I am.

"She won't be cooking for much longer. We'll be leaving soon."
As my eyes widen at Rosiks confession I notice the other two men in the room freeze also, obviously unaware of the next phase approaching quickly.

"When?" I choke out, desperate to know how much time I have to work with before our next escape.

"The news has dropped your case for now so we'll be moving tomorrow night while it's gone quiet." I notice my mouth open in a small O shape and I'm quick to close it as Rosiks eyes dart down to my lips, even though I'm a few steps away from him I can still feel his stare as strongly as his hands.

I hear Axel give out a tired cheer before the couch creaks under his weight while Eric remains silent.

"Now Kitty you and I need to have a word.. About last night while the other two prepare the food. Now come." Rosik leaves no room for arguments and I can't help but find him extremely imposing as he walks down the hallway and I presume he enters his room.