I took a couple of small steps backwards, almost tripping over William. I nudged him with my foot but he must've been knocked out cold because he is not waking. I took a glance at Draven, he was surrounded by guards, he drew out his own gun and spoke to one of his men who then looked at me.
"oh hell no" I whispered as my lips parted in fear. I took that as my opportunity to run, I ran down the corridor and turned a left , trying the doorknobs hoping one would be open, after a couple of tries on several doors, I came to a door that didn't look like the others. It's frames chiselled with a swirling pattern and door a slight brown colour to it. Trying the handle it opened and I sighed in relief. I entered and quickly shut the door behind me. Taking a couple of steps back, I stared at the door wondering if anyone saw me come in.
The sound of heavy breathing coming from myself was enough to give myself away at this point.
I was being ridiculous and careless, of course they'd find me. Have they found Kelly? Is William okay? Wait no.. I don't care about William, he's the one that got me in this god forsaken luxurious beautifully done mansion in the first place.
I'm standing in a relatively dark room. I search for the lights, flicking the switch the room lights up but in red.
I turn around only to find pictures upon pictures everywhere, hanging on a line, in trays and on the wall. I walk over to the counter and try adjusting my eyes to see the pictures.
I gasped
There were pictures of my mother and father, even Kelly.
I walked over to the wall behind the counter, my panicked state only eradicating further as I rip off the pictures from the wall.
They were all me, every single one of them. Pictures of me at the mall, in my house, at school, there were even pictures of me when I were younger playing in the garden. William had been tracking me since my very first breath it seems.
I hadn't realised I was shaking until I reached for the set of keys I stole from William. I backed away from the wall and took steady breaths to calm myself down.
Shouting from multiple people in a foreign language could be heard from outside my door. I went over to the desk and opened the drawers, I knew what I was looking for.
A gun.
I knew I was being too loud but I didn't care, there must be one somewhere in this room. After opening multiple drawers I took a step back and gained my breath again. I stood there, massaging my temples. Where would I hide a gun if I needed it?
I looked under the desk, my hand searching every inch. I gasped when my hand fit around the handle of a gun "oh my god" I muttered to myself in relief. I checked the ammunition, a slight metallic glint caught my eye, reaching under the desk I came a across a case of knifes. It's just like throwing darts right? I had experience with targets with my father, it was never knifes for obvious reasons.
Shooting could be heard from outside, snapping my neck to the door waiting for somebody to barge in. Seriously sounded like a whole war was happening outside the door. I couldn't leave I needed to find Kelly and this Draven guy knows where she is, at least he says he does. I took deep breaths and cocked the gun ready to shoot at anyone, I walked over to the door, my hand resting on the door knob, I turned it slowly, peaking out, the coast was clear, at the end of the hallway I could see the windows were barricaded by metal from the outside. We were on full lockdown. Opening the door wide I stepped out carefully listening for sounds near by but only distant shooting could be heard.
"HEY yo-" in that second I took the knife and threw it to where the sound came from. Letting out a breath I didn't know I was holding, my eyes went wide when the body of man laid lifeless on the ground.
Walking backwards, tears sprung in my eyes. I felt sick, a headache overcame me, even my hands on my temples weren't enough to stop the constant banging in my brain. I entered the red room again and closed the door, slowly my legs gave out and I slid down the door.
Who was I kidding. I can't escape from here, not alive at least. I was breathing too heavily, I felt light, it was smoothing. I was about to faint.
"I can't- I can't I ca-" I was mumbling to myself, I knew I was panicking, how could I not. My life had been turned upside down and all I wanted was my mum and dad by my side telling me everything's going to be okay.
I was edging for comfort, anything.
pull your shit together my inner voice told me.
I stood up and opened the door, looking to my left immediately I saw the dead body still lying stiff on the floor. A pool of blood surrounding him, it made me sick. I turned around gathering my breath for a few seconds.
"Fancy seeing you here" the loud voice coming from behind me, a hint of amusement lurking in his tone.
I open my eyes and immediately they land upon William's tall figure stood at the end of the hallway with a predator like smirk along his face.
He brings his foot forward in a step and I drag mine back, opposing his movements. Afraid I might hit the dead body behind me, I turn and give a quick glance at the distance between me and the dead guy. I turn around again and he advances towards me, so I move at the same pace so the distance between us doesn't differ.
His eyes only light up further at my actions, until I catch them snap into exhilaration when I pull a knife out and throw it in his direction. He smoothly ducks, I don't waste any time seeing his reaction as I turn around and start running, I jump over the dead body and turn the corner.
Seeing a lift at the end of the hallway, I take out my knife, slowing myself down a bit I take a breath and throw. To my surprise I hit the button, sparks coming out, I hope I didn't break the system. It'd be very classy of me to do so considering my luck these couple of days.
The door opens and I run inside, as I turn around I see William running towards me, my fingers glide to the button to close the doors. Pressing it over and over again, glancing to William and the doors constantly. The doors start to close, until I could only hear the faint banging of William as the doors closed just as he was about to place a foot in to wedge the door.
I let out a sigh, a red light flashing above me.
security camera
I took the last knife I had, grabbed onto the railing pulling myself up I wedged the knife in between the wall and the camera. Dispatching it from the wall, I groaned at how sore all my muscles were, this is why I needed to exercise more.
The doors open.
I see a large room, looked like the lounge. It was filled with men and in the middle of the dozen of men was Draven.
The elevators ding made the whole room go quiet, the only sound is the turning of heads in my direction.
I gave a sly nervous smile and kept pressed the button to close the doors. The men's machine guns now pointed my way I jumped beside the wall, in hopes of sheilding myself.
The noise from the rounds of bullets being fired mixed with my never lasting screams started to give me a headache. The doors finally closed and only then I realised that my hands were covering my ears.
I knew the bullets had stopped coming in but somehow I could still hear them. My ears ringing heavily, it was almost torture.
Then I saw all black.
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"Jesu- ow, what the fu-" my head was pounding, speaking was almost unbearable. I let my eyes adjust to the small light in the corner of the room. I was breathing heavily as I took in my surroundings, in seconds I knew I was in some sort of cell.
The concrete below uneven, droplets of blood and gunshot markings on the walls surrounded me. At least their wasn't a cell door, then I realised my hands and feet were tied with chains.
"HELLO" I screamed.
I was tied up. "THESE CHAINS FUCKING HURT" I bellowed, trying to drag attention towards myself.
"That's the whole point" A voice appeared, leaning on the wall frame of the solid concrete wall was a tall figure. My ears were still ringing a little from the previous events making it hard to identify the man in front of me. With the lamp in the corner as the only source of light, his face was in shadow.
He stood there almost proudly. So amused at what he's done.
"Are they tight enough for you?" he said, whilst pointing mischievously towards my ankles.
"Perfect." I said sarcastically rolling my eyes. Turning my eyes from his evil glare I'd already made out who he was.
"I can always restraint your wrists a little more too, if thats what you want?" He approached me, holding another pair of handcuffs, these looked tougher and much bulkier. He was very much ready to immobilise me completely.
I swallowed hard.
"Now now, what are we going to do with you" he kneeled down, bringing his thumb to my cheek caressing it slowly.
Something inside me was burning with fury, all my emotions overcame me. My exhaustion, fear and need for comfort was driving me in a state I did not want to be in.
I was going to fight back.
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Author: sorry for the long wait, I know this chapter is short, NEW chapter TOMORROW ily all