Bullets And Roses

Chapter 10

CHAPTER-10

If the concept of our destinies and stories being pre-written by God was true, then my story must have been God's most complicated creation. Sometimes even I couldn't understand what my life was all about. Troubles came in different shades in different seasons and I had to find different ways to deal with it. If I gave the manuscript of my life to some television production, then my life would make a new hit series.  

I couldn't stop cursing everyone and everything in my head when I got myself into this mess. If the unnecessary abduction didn't take place then I probably would've carried out my mission with ease. The fact that I had no idea where I was or under whose order I was captured, was extremely bothering me and I hoped that Anonymous tracked the GPS attached to my body and did something to get me out. But they were showing no sign of doing so. I decided to be patient as I thought maybe they tracked me but didn't know how to get to the island.  

After hours of sitting silently in the circular room, Lauren and I heard the door unlocking. She ran towards me and I told her to stay behind my back.  

"Here's the food." A chubby woman said and some guards behind her appeared. She placed the food in the middle of the room and then added before leaving "You better finish this up in 20. I'll come back to collect the plate."  

As soon as the door closed, Lauren and I eagerly approached the food. It included some boiled vegetables and some fresh fruits and even though I wasn't a huge fan of Broccoli, I ate it with immense admiration. The power of hunger dominates all.  

After finishing up the food, my mind felt at peace and I was finally able to think properly without being tortured by the hunger in my stomach. My "brilliant" mind according to Lauren came into action, and I came up with the perfect plan. 

The plan could be considered as cliché to many people but at that moment it was the only thing we could do. I was going to pretend to be sick, vomit a little and act like I couldn't breathe. I at least expected that they would take me somewhere else and I would be out of the circular room which was doing me no good. I promised Lauren that I would come back no matter what and she needed to trust me. To my surprise, the hesitation that radiated from her towards me seemed to have vanished.

The five remaining minutes before the chubby woman arrived felt like five long hours. Sweat was trickling down my throat and Lauren had started biting her nails. When the door unlocked I was curled up near the bed, fastening the way I took breaths and I acted like I couldn't breathe. Lauren performed her part impressively as she pretended to be all panicked about what was happening. I was surprised how her lifelong dream of becoming an actress never became a reality. The girl was pretty good at what she was doing. 

"She-she can't breathe!" Lauren screamed looking at the chubby woman and she hugged herself with her arms and looked scared. I wouldn't be surprised if she went around telling people that she was an alien residing in the body of a human and people would actually believe her.  

I grabbed the side of the bed and kept acting like I couldn't breathe. The chubby woman quickly stepped toward me and screamed at the guards for help. The next thing I remember, I had my hands wrapped around each of the guards as they led me out of the circular room. They probably thought I was unconscious, but with my eyes slightly opened I looked at where we were going. I also felt the gun attached inside the suits that they were wearing. I planned to swiftly take one of the guns out when I had the chance.  

"Girl needs help." One of the guards placed me in a bed. As his back was turned to me, I fully opened my eyes to see where they had brought me. It looked like a typical medical facility. So many facilities under a damn island, I was more impressed than amused. The guard was so indulged conversing with the doctor that he hadn't noticed his vanished gun, which was now firmly placed in the pocket of my dress. I always hated dresses which had those mini pockets in them but at that moment I couldn't be more thankful for the annoying little pocket.