Chapter 21
I didn't know how many hours, I've been trapped in this room. My wrists and ankles have gone numb from being tied up so long. My stomach grumbled for food, it felt I hadn't eaten in days. My mouth so dry, I couldn't even produce saliva. Caine nor Alyssa have visit me.
The light above my head, flickered causing the room to go dark for only a moment. What was the point of this? I asked myself. Was it necessary to leave me in this room? I just wanted to go home, I yearned for my soft, warm bed. I just wanted to get away for a while, away from all my problems. But that won't happen, I sighed heavily.
I was physically and emotionally drained, I was trying not to feel sorry for myself. So many have things has happened, I don't know if I could take anymore. One thing I did know was that I couldn't let them win. I was so angry at Alyssa, but it was Caine's fault. Overall, I was equally mad at both of them.
I still couldn't believe that Alyssa did this, only because she wanted to open her legs for Caine. I can't believe the audacity of her, she threw away our friendship. Obviously, I could tell she didn't even care, especially from the way she continued to throw herself at him. How could she be attracted to such a monster like Caine? Maybe she is all about appearances, she doesn't need any substance apparently. Not only that but I killed an innocent person for nothing. Oh my God, I'm a monster, that poor girl did nothing to me. I was so blinded by the need to save and protect Alyssa I didn't think twice before I took her life. I know Caine was going to do it anyway, but I'm no better than him, if I murdered someone no matter what they did.
Where did this Alyssa even come from? I just wanted to see just a little piece of my best friend. I wasn't surprised when I found out Caine was in on it, but Alyssa? She hurt me really deep, more than I let on. Her betrayal caused such bitterness to coarse through my veins.
I tried to slouch back further into the chair, my back was aching from sitting up for so long. I yawned, how badly did I want to go to sleep. There was no way I could though not when Caine could come and rape me or from the jealousy I seen earlier Alyssa might accidentally kill me in my sleep. I wasn't taking those chances no matter how much my eyes drooped from exhaustion.
Plus I couldn't sleep in this position, even if I tried.
That's when I heard it, a low creek indicating the opening of the door. My eyes snapped to the doorway, I groaned mentally when I noticed it was Alyssa. Everything about her was the same, her black hair flowing down her shoulders. Her green eyes with flecks of gold focused on me in the center of the room.
A sly smile crept up her lips, "Don't you look amazing today, Bryce." She said, sarcasm dripping from her voice. I sat up slightly, before I responded. "You know it," I rasped out in a croaky voice. Not the desired effect I was searching for, I cleared my throat maybe that could help.
She closed the door behind her, the only sound in the room was her heels against the floor as she came closer to me. I smirked, "Why are you wearing that professional work outfit? Trying to hide the dirty whore you really are?"
Her eyes darkened in anger before she sneered, "If I was you I'd watch what I say."
I raised my eyebrow before replying casually, "I'll say what the hell I want." I gave her a sickly sweet smile. She stopped in front of me. "Caine isn't here to save you now," She spat, venomously, as she pointed a perfectly manicured finger in my direction.
I let out a loud laugh at that joke, I sober up before spoke. "Caine saving me? Are we talking about the same person?"
She rolled her eyes in irritation. "Do you know any other Caines? It seems as if he wants to be only one to torment you," She murmured thoughtfully.
"What do you want? Unless you're going to let me go then your ass can leave," I snapped, my voice harsh and low as I glared up at her. I was done with those games, I wanted to go home.
"Actually, I came to get you, Caine wanted to see you," she grumbled as she patted her skirt pockets for something.
"Why couldn't he come himself? Not that I'm complaining," I added quickly when Alyssa opened her mouth, no doubt to let out a snarky reply.
"Do I look like I know?" She mumbled under her breath. Maybe this is my chance to escape, I could easily overpower her. A bubble of hope blossom inside of me.
All that hope vanishes when she pulled out a long needle. Damn it, I really wanted to escape she's going to drug me I know it. I struggled against the ropes, "Don't come near me with that thing!" I exclaimed, my eyes widened slightly when I felt a stinging in my right arm. I glanced down as she took the needle out.
My vision gets hazy and blurry. I tried to keep my eyes open, but they're so heavy. "What...did you do....?" I asked, but it comes out like gibberish. Alyssa's creepy laugh is the last thing I heard before my world goes dark.
My mind woke up before my body did, I could hear low murmurs of voices. I felt my body unconsciously snuggle closer to the soft object that engulfed my body. It wasn't until everything came back to me that my eyes snapped open, I sat up.
The first thing I did was scan the room I was in. Thankfully, it wasn't the same room as before, this room was very large. The wall was decorated in an endless sea of black, a large flat screen was positioned in the far corner of the room. A grey sofa with a matching coffee table was located near the door. I looked down at the silky black sheets in confusion who's room is this?
I turned my head at the direction I heard the voices before. It seemed like voices belonged to males, I heard the sound of a door closing, then the low sound of footsteps on the wood floor. I get up from the bed, I gasped when I noticed I wasn't in the clothes I was in before. I was wearing a large black t shirt, but at least I was wearing some undergarments. That mean he had to change me..I glowered when he made his presence known in the room.
"Why did Alyssa drug me? What did you want anyways? Who gave you permission to change me?" I asked him snappily as I kept my glare on him.
He wore an expression of annoyance. Maybe if you shut your damn mouth, I could fucking tell you why."
I coughed when the smoke from his cigarette hits my nose. I didn't even notice he was smoking. When I get a good look at him, he's wearing same type of clothing Alyssa was wearing earlier. A suit, it's weird seeing both of them looking so professional. I do as he says and wait for him to explain.
He put the cigarette out in a plant by the bathroom, he made his way over to the bed and sat on it. I folded my arms over my chest, as I stood in front of him.
"Don't you fucking interrupt me while I'm talking alright? Let me get through it all." He ordered coldly, I resisted the urge to roll my eyes..
"As of right now, you won't be returning home. You're staying with me, I don't have time for to run your fucking mouth to the cops. Don't even try to deny it Bryce," He sneered when I opened my mouth but swiftly closed it. "You'll stay here in my room, if my dad or Alicia ask about your disappearance. Alyssa and I will pretend like we don't know shit," He finished, I glared at him, my hate for him just growing by the second.
"You're out of your fucking mind if think I'll stay here with you!" I spat with venom in my voice. He couldn't be serious! Now he wanted to take me from my home! I'm not going to let this happen. I can't...this is just absolutely crazy.
"Okay then, I have it your way. The only other way to kill you, it doesn't matter to me." He said, indifferently, my eyes widened as he said that. A dark chill went down my spine, I knew he couldn't careless. He wasn't afraid to kill me, I swallowed the lump in my throat. Tears of frustration wanted to escape my eyes. I've seen him kill people without remorse. I couldn't die, why does Caine always get what he wants? I wanted to protest against this, fight for my right to go home but the outcome might not be to pretty.
I sighed in defeat I knew which one I'd rather do. Apparently so did Caine, a dark smile crept up on his face "That's what I thought, "
A scowl found it's way onto my face "What kind of choices were those? You know I don't want to die," I said, my voice low and deadly. A sudden rush of anger flowed through my body.
"The kind you have to answer." He answered slowly like I was stupid. I looked away from him, I knew if I continued to stare at his face I might end up punching him. We both know that I'll be the one seriously damaged. When I'm sure I'm calm enough to handle looking at his face, I wish I didn't. His eyes roamed my figure, I tugged on the hem of the shirt. As I properly looked at it I noticed that only stopped mid thigh, I uncomfortably shifted on my feet.
He snaked his arms around my waist, pulling me onto his lap. My automatic response is to struggle and try to wiggle out of his grip. He only held me tighter. "You should get used to this, you're going to be staying in my room." He whispered as pressed a soft kiss to my bare shoulder. Bile rose in my throat.
A bad feeling settled in my gut, there's no way I could get used to this ever. I jumped when I felt one of his hands on my thigh. "Stop," I demanded as I struggled against him. Panic seeps into my core as his hand travels further. He pulled back to look at me. "No,"
I opened my mouth to respond when he smashed his lips into mine. I groaned as I tried to pull my head away. His lips pressed harder against mine, his hands roaming under my shirt. I closed my eyes to stop the tears from leaking out. A chill runs through my body how can I just not do anything about this? My body has the crawlers creeping all over my skin.
You better get used to this because it doesn't seem like you're escaping no time soon my mind laughs, coldly.