Not edited because it's on my moms iPad. I thought it was updating on my iPod but I just found out it wasnt. Sorry!! So pretty please, excuse all the mistakes? Ill fix when I get home in a week. Now enjoy!!
Taylor's POV
It's been over a week SINICE they first came. 9 were sent 'home'. They're still here just not in the contest anymore.
Mario has been keeping his temper under control. Thank god I think as I finish up Danielle & liams room. Danielle lays on the bed consumed by a book. Liam's on the couch reading his email. I feel thier eyes on me like a snipers locked target. I finish up and head to the door. As I approach I furrow my brow. Someone's yelling outside. I hesitate, knowing it could be dangerous but I still find my self standing in the hall 10 seconds later. Alicia is screaming at Darcy about spilling something on her dress. She keeps yelling till I can't take it anymore.
"HEY! Stop yelling at her, it was an accident," I say stand bravely by Darcy's side.
"Funny, like the both of you and your dirty little bitch friends," she sneers. I growl at her, she smirks at me.
"please, we all know when you return 15 the first place you'll be is the strip club begging on your knees for a job. You'll probably stay on them, giving them, For the rest of your life," she drawls the last few words. I grit my teeth and before I know it my hand is flying like dumbo through the air and across her face. She stands in shock, before a smirk takes over her face.
"BAILEY!" a voice barks. At the end of the hall stands mario with a tight grip on lux. She looks scared as hell. Shit.
"get your butt over here now!" he demands. I drag my feet across the room. He grips my arm & I know he
is pissed. Pain shots up my arm as fast as a little kid going down a snowy silk white hill on a brand new sled in the middle of January. Darcy's eyes are on me and I know she wishes she had stop me, that I didn't do it. He yanks my body to the steps & I feel like the poor unlucky prey of a fierce gruesome tiger, being taken back to the cozy warm den to be the main corse for a wonderful feast. We're in his office too soon, for I don't get a chance to say my final goodbyes.
"First off!" he voices booms off the walls. I want to cringe, but I don't. I stand taller then the statue of liberty the fact that I'm terrified hidden deeper then the Titanic lost at sea. I pray that he can't see through my facade, you can't see through Luxs act if you didn't know her.
"You! Do not talk to at all near the rooms! AT ALL!" he screeches his hands grip the deal like he's a thriving thief who just got his hands on the crown jewels. The eerie smirk that thief would wear is soon on his face to. He grabs my arm yanking my body towards his desk. He brings out a Swiss army knife and flicks it open. My coffee brown eyes widen at the sight of the gleaning blade. He brings it to my arm & I shut my eyes as I feel the sharp blade break through my wall of sun kissed skin. I feel it drag along & then stop, before staging again. I want to scream in pain. I will not, can not give him that satisfaction though. I open my eyes to see that his cutting creel words into my arm like a 8 year old describing the mean bully into her diary. Make that a 14 year old, a 8 year old shouldnt know these words. Finally, after 4 gruesome mintues he throws my arm to my side.
"OUT!" I sometimes think he would give Charlize Thorn a rivalry on screaming... Then I remember she would most likely lose. I clutch my arm & toss my eyes over to where Lux is standing. She gives me a small sad smile before nodding to the door. I feel like she a Jew about to go into a gas chamber it's so sad. I walk out & wak only 2 steps before Luxs treason is announced to the entire house.
"YOU TOOK TOO LONG IN HIS ROOM! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU TELL HIM?!? ANSWER ME!" his voice taking over every available air wave with in a 2 mile radius. My eyes wander down to my arm to see what he wrote. Worthless. Stupid. Ugly. Whore. Clumsy. & so much more. I run my hand over the words. As far back as I can remember, Mario planted this words like seeds and was a good gardener watering them often. They seem more truthful, day by day. My brown eyes filling faster with tears then a pond where the dam just broke, dart up to meet matching ones.
"Taylor?" Andy questions, her eyes are confused before falling upon my arm. His brow furows. "Taylor what happened?" he asks. His eyes darken as a shrill scream takes over. His eyes fallow up to Mario's door as the screams continue. My eyes drift to the floor knowing where & who they were coming for. The a 30 second break where I start to think its all over. Then, the scarring sound rumbled through the airways again. I let out a shakeup sigh before tossing my head back to see Mario's grand oak door. I don't know what hurts more, knowing that I will never be able to escape this life, or that the one way out is sitting in my lap but I can't do a thing about it.
-•--•--•--•--•--• Andy sits me on the stool getting out the bandages. I hold my arm, dyed red with blood just like New York on 9/11. (A/N: RIP everyone who was a victim & died in those attacks that horrible day) he put the wet wipe to my arm and I hissed in pain. Austin & chase stare at me with sorrowful eyes.
"You idiots will be next if you don't get behind the counter, everyone will be coming in for lunch soon," Aubrey hisses at them. Chase smirks while Austin just rolls his eyes at his sister. The swoosh of the doors soon bring our attention over to swinging brown door. Luxs limp arms hang around Cleo & Darcy each gripping on to her waist with one hand and holding her hand with the other. Luxs drags her feet on the floor, her head dangling lifelessly. She looks dead. I see the fear flash through Andy's eyes as he rushes over to her. Darcy steps aside so he can pick her up bridal style. He sets her on a chair behind the counter where we all stand in confusion even though we know what happened. We heard the glass shattering screams.
"Lux," Darcy asks standing in front of her her green eyes sparkling with a sad curiousty. "Lux, what happened?"
Luxs blues eye look up to meet hers. When she spoke it was a whispered so soft the wind curled up in it, almost forgetiting to carry it to our ears.
"He said I was he slave. That I should be treated like it," she said touching her back lightly flinging at the impact of contact. I see the red seeping through. I know what he's done. Andy dosent seem to put two and two together as he lifts her shirt in the back and they gasp. Blood trickles down her back, like rain on a car window. It comes pouring out of the harsh words the same as mine. Andy mutters a mangle of curse words under his breath as he takes in the secen. My eyes look for anywhere else to look, which happened to be the clock. It was 12:26, they would be in here in four minutes & thee was Zero sign of Marco. Shit. Just then a door explodes open and Marco is running into the kichten grabbing Ausy & chase on the way. He sucks behind the counter.
"Marc, what the F are you doing?" Cleo asks staring down her brother.
"Being a nice big brother," Marco shoots back locking his blue eyes with her green ones. As if Marco was having perfect timing all day a rambling loud crowd walks in. Cleo darts her eyes back over to him before leaning over the counter and hissing "Not. Funny." Marco just rolls his eyes in response. Andy is off on the side where you can't see him & Luxs thank god. If they do think we are there kids they would freak. The glances being shot our way and the worried look proves they heard the screams. Aubrey & me share a look as Eleanor & Perrie divert there direction over to us instead of there table.
"You wouldn't happen to know why therse was so much screaming earlier, would you?" Eleanor asks, studying us like a collage student getting ready for finals.
"A worker got a nail in there hand and to to ply it out & stitch it," Darcy states as Aubrey & Cleo do there best to hide from their mothers while siting in front Of them. Lots of kids our age do it, the difference is there mothers knowing there hiding. They just nod and mumble a reply before walking away. Cleo looks up with tried chocolate brown eyes before sighing. We know what she means.
"Where the heck did that excuse come from?" Aubrey asked easing her eyebrows at her best friend.
"Remeber the time Esther got a staple in her hand and screamed Bloody Mary while they took it out & closed it up?" Darcy responds.
"...Yea.." Cleo answers for all of us.
"It just sounded like it," Dafcy shrugged
"No way, not high enough. What about the time Delaney didn't do what she was told and hand her hands whipped? It sounded like that," Aubrey retired
"Na-uh, it sounded more like Chase when the fox bit him & a tooth got stuck in his leg," Cleo countered. I agreed with the last ind but couldn't say anything. Do you know the feeling you getting when someone's stating at you? I hit that. I turned to see Liam staring at mr with pain filled eyes. I can tell in an is ant that Eleanor told them the excuse, and he didn't believe a word of it. I cruse to myself about how hard he is to fool. Then I give thanks that he is.
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Liam's POV
I remeber it was about 20 minutes after Taylor left that a blood cradling scream cursed my ears. My head shot up and my eyes met Danis. Neither of us could move. We just sat there listing, till it stopped & didn't prounece it self anymore. Dani & I just sat there looking at each other till Eleanor appeared in our doorway. She just nodded in the direction of the stairs, her mind also processing if that scream could have occurred from her potential child. We all somberly clambered down the stairs towards the restaurant, the mintue we walk in our eyes scan for them who could very well be dead. Eleanor & Perrie all walk in the direction of the 4 girls, the 5th with the blonde hair unseen. Niall eyes turn a new shade of icy blue as he realises this, that Lux was the most likely to be hurt.
"I swear if he touched her...." He mutters under his breath. We all sit down as they both cone back over Adeliha hops down from her fathers arms, her curls bouncing, as she runs into her mothers legs. Eleanor stories the back of Emmalises hair, she pretends she dosent know what's really going on but the looks she sends over to her sister tell other wise.
"They said a worker got a Nail in their hand and they hand to pry it out," she sighed. Not fully believing it. My heart took a blow as another lie slipped off their tongues, why do they keep lying? I look over towards them.
The four of them look normal, laughing and fighting like that. I want that for her, for her to have a normal life, but she can't. I don't know why, but this place feels like behind the luxury is a hell hole. Her eyes meet mine and I know I'm right. Her eyes tell a story of a painful billion words, and I can't stop it.