Imagine Bianca however you want, that's the dress I had in mind, you can ignore the model.
Bianca's P.O.V
"This is amazing," I breathe out in awe as my fingers trail down the glittering fabric of the simple yet, elegant dark green dress.
"It is, but don't you want a different color?" Jasmine asks me from my bed.
"No. This is fine," I reply and turn my attention back to Clara. "It's perfect," I tell her.
Right now we are selecting our dresses for the gala which is four days away. The dresses were delivered.
Jasmine chose a beautiful, lacy and nude two piece that hugged her curves beautifully, which she paired with dark red pumps that she says will match the lipstick and makeup look she's going for.
I haven't seen hazel or Emilia's dresses because they're coming in late but I'm sure they'll be fine.
My dress is a dark green mermaid dress with a high neckline and a slit in the front, starting from my mid thigh. The glittering fabric looked amazing in light. I'm honestly just I love with it.
"I'll hide this in my closet so the others don't see," I tell them both and walk into the large closet of my room.
Looking around, I decide to hang it with my other special dresses just as my mind wondered what Asher would think about it. Would he like it? I guess I'll just have to wait to find out.
Asher and I are fine, I chose not to let what happened get to me. Hazel told us what happened and it was exactly what Asher explained to me.
Leo seems alot better and I really hope he actually is, though Hazel seems a bit too normal and unaffected. It's bothering me alot
Does she even care?
"It's sad," a voice says from behind me.
I jump, startled and find Clara leaning on the wall near the entrance. She shakes her head at my reaction.
"You scared me," I say and she shrugs, "what's sad?" I ask.
"Alot has happened since the incident at the club. And it's sad that I've noticed you don't know anything," she tells me. "Are you even trying to help Bianca?"
I raise a brow at her, "how do you even know about the club incident?"
"I'm in this gang too," she deadpans.
"I'm not in this gang. Or any gang," I tell her.
Clara pauses and stares at me for a few seconds before laughing. "That's hilarious."
I frown at her, "it's not. I'm serious."
"Bianca you're dating our leader, your father owned part of this gang too. What are you saying?"
"I'm saying I'm no longer in this world," I tell her.
She laughs even more and takes slow steps closer to me, "that can't be. You're right in the center of this fucked up world. Your life evolves around it, and no matter how many times you try to run, you'll always come right back."
"Cute," I say.
She doesn't reply and advances towards the door, "oh, and you might want to keep more to yourself. There's a mole," she says right before she leaves.
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I walked into the office with my hands in my hoodie pockets for comfort.
It's been half an hour since the talk with Clara. Right now she's nowhere to be found but thank goodness for that.
"What's wrong?" I ask when I noticed the boys looking very tense.
"Charlotte got kidnapped," Blake says.
My eyes nearly popped out of my head. "What? How?"
"She was delivering when she got ambushed. It happened a few days ago-"
"Why didn't you tell me?" I cut in.
"We didn't need too," Michael snaps. "Telling you wouldn't have changed anything."
"Have you heard from her?" I ask worriedly as I walked closer towards them. There were only three seats on the desk. Blake stood at the head seat while Shawn and Michael took the other two at the other side of the desk. Shawn politely gives me his seat and I smile gratefully.
Honestly, I never liked the Charlotte girl, but that was only when it came to Asher. If you put aside her incredibly annoying voice and weirdly overused slangs she actually made sense.
"We... Don't need to. Not anymore," Caleb says uncomfortably.
My face falls, "do you mean she..." I trail off hesitantly.
"Dead? Yeah, she's finally gone. That's one less pain in my life," Michael says nonchalantly.
Caleb and Shawn give him a sharp glare which he ignores incredibly well.
"She was actually very valuable to us, and a good friend. We kind of give a shit so shut the fuck up," Shawn snaps at Michael.
My eyebrows raise slightly at the unfamiliar aggressive behavior from Shawn but I say nothing.
Blake turns the laptop his desk towards me and unpauses the video on it.
"Someone sent us this," Blake says as the video plays.
At the start of the video a light hearted song played, it sounded like something you'd find out of a carnival. A switch seemed to be turned on and revealed a room with a naked Charlotte strapped onto a chair.
I could help but gasp. She looked terrible. She had bruises all over and her hair was beyond untamed. She visibly shivered, rattling the chains slightly. I refrained from looking at her private parts.
A man walked into the room, he wore black gloves, black jeans and a black fitted shirt for his obviously muscular body. I couldn't see his face because of the camera's angle but I could see Charlotte perfectly well.
He stopped infront of her and quickly but tightly grabbed her by the face while trailing another gloved finger down her neck.
The sight made me cringe and I was just about to ask them to turn it off once I heard her begging for her life, but stopped myself when I heard her cry his name.
Antonio.
"Antonio, please. I beg you, don't kill me."
I swallow uncomfortably as I watched the video on the screen, a tender part of my heart aching slightly.
The man who is supposedly Antonio grabs a sharp looking dagger and makes thin cuts on her cheeks, neck and chest, ignoring her cries in the process.
I manage to look away as he grabs another torture weapon I'm not familiar with.
Blake doesn't turn off the video even though I'm not looking, and I didn't bother asking him to.
It went on for a few minutes till I heard the deafening sound of six gun shots and it all goes silent. No cries, beggs or screams.
She dies.
I manage to look back at the screen and find the face of Antonio himself, walking to the camera with a large smirk on his face while he turns it off.
I swallowed hard. It sickened me. Believe me, this isn't the first time I'm seeing him torture someone, he used to do this back when my father was alive, but this time it's someone I knew and someone completely innocent.
I think.
"She's been there for four days now, we've been searching for her but just as we finally found her, minutes later we received this email and it became pointless." Blake explains.
"He's started killing people, if we don't do something he's going to keep getting us, one by one till he reaches Asher," Shawn reasons.
Nobody speaks but everyone knows it's the truth.
"At least now we know she's not the mole,"Caleb says in an attempt to lighten the mood.
I can't help but roll my eyes.
"Now we need that gala even more," Blake says as the turns off the laptop. "So we'll repay them for this."
AN.
I was supposed to post this earlier today but I've been very busy, but at least it's done.
The gala is coming soon 😍 also don't forget to vote.
Please stay safe everyone!💛
Elizi ❤️