ℙ𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝔻𝕒𝕪𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞𝕤❀

Day 10: Stick it Out

Not me writing again-- I swear, y'all are gonna get sick of me by the time this virtual school crap is over. I write during classes, and now since I'm on break, there's nothing better for me to do than write. Also this last chapter wasn't in Aimie's bc you kinda know that she's kidnapped anyways. If you want the lowdown, i can write another and kinda smush it in!

Addy

I walked to the door, which was propped open with a small rock. I took a deep breath, and opened it. My eyes darted around until they found her. Aimie. Her head dangled down, and her feet were tapping on the floor, a nervous thing she did.  "Aimie?" I whispered, not knowing hoe far my voice would carry in the empty hangar. 

"Addy?" She looked up from her feet and we locked eyes. I shed a single tear, but I couldn't go save her yet. I had to pull the longer con. I couldn't help her yet. "Addy, go she'll be back soon. I'll be fine."

"I'm not here for you," I had to quote Hamilton, because if not, I'd mess it up. Aimie had to believe this part. She just had to. 

"But you said-" 

"I just wanted to see how broken you would be in person," I laughed. Fuck, this hurt so bad. I felt like Ella. I hated this so much. I was acting like the one person I swore I'd never be like.

"Addy, what's going on with you?" She cried, and I just wanted to kiss them off. I wanted her to know I was here for her, and not Ella...

Speak of the Devil, Ella came in, and smiled at me. "Addy, darling, c'mere." She opened her arms, and I walked into her too hard hug. I was slightly stiff, but I had to play this. Aimie couldn't know I was here to help. She'd get to cocky, and even though she's an amazing actress, everyone slips up in the heat of the moment. 

"Ella, I've missed you," I hugged her harder, and this felt all wrong. It was all wrong.

"I know baby. I've missed my toy." She pulled out a knife and dragged it across my back. Fuck, fuck, fuck I hate this. I need her to stop. I'm gonna have an attack. I gotta start working on my plan.

"What are we gonna do with her," I threw my head in Aimie's direction, her eyes still fresh with tears.

"Hmm, I think this," She handed me a loaded gun. It was the kind you saw in cop shows, black, heavy, and useful. 

"No, please no!" She yelled. 

"I get to do it?" I asked, trying to make my eyes light up instead of breaking down. It was looking like this wasn't the original way things were planned.

"Yeah baby. I've already had a bit of fun with her. Besides, I think it'll hurt you more. You know just how much I love to see you suffer." She cackled, and fuck. Wait.

"Will you stand by me while I do it? I don't really know how to, and I need help," I feigned helplessness. 

"Addy no, please, think about this. Addy please, don't kill me. Please, I'll leave, I won't tell anyone. I can just leave. We never have to talk again. I'll leave London, I'll go to Canada, and live there. You'll be here with her." 

"Darling, you thought this was ever a coincidence? I left everything I ever loved for you, and you expect me not to kill you? God, how much of a stupid bitch are you?" I motioned with the gun, clicking the safety off. 

"Addy, please. Monkey please. I... I can't live without you. Just do it. Just fucking kill me," She was sobbing. 

"I know you can't. I made you utterly dependent on me, and look where that got you? Begging for death like a hurt rabbit." I made sure that it was cocked, and I pointed it at Aimie, above her head.