[Eine Deutsche Version ist auch auf meinem Profil ❤️]
"Good morning, class! My name's Mister Morgan! I'm the new drama lecturer for this year. I got some time between filming, so you got the opportunity to get some extra points for your thesis.. for...
Now I'm laying here. With Paul standing behind me and not knowing why the hell he kidnapped me. "I know you're awake, sweetie. Why don't you turn around and show me that pretty face of yours?", Paul says and you could hear from the way he talks that he's smiling. I'm not moving a muscle, just continue breathing the same way as before. He sights and I can hear that he's walking around in the room, stops in front of the table, then turns back to me. "And how about giving me that perforator back. It's missing here on the table. And the last time I checked, it was still there. So why don't you give it to me on your free will, so I don't have to force it on you. And trust me, you don't want that to happen!", he says and gets more serious with each word. "I'm not asking you twice!"
I clench my teeth together, take a deep breath and prepare myself to turn around. Just the moment I start to turn around, the door from downstairs swings open. "Shit.", Paul whispers, storms out of the room and locks it behind him.
There is screaming coming from downstairs, but unfortunately I can't understand what they are talking, or better say screaming about. I just could hear my name a few times. Then I decide to put the perforator back from where I took it and look around a bit more.
After some time passed, I hear the door from downstairs open and close again. Shortly after that, footsteps are coming closer. I lay back down on the bed, turn my back to the door and close my eyes. The lock opens and the steps enter the room. "Skye? Are you okay?", sounds a female, yet familiar voice. "I'm so sorry that Paul lost control over himself. That wasn't the plan! Trust me!"
Now it hits me. The voice. I thought she was my friend, but now it all makes sense. She got into my life so smoothly, that I haven't been able to connect things. She hid something, and now I know what that was. It was her brother. The same brother that kidnapped and locked me hear in that room I'm laying in right now.
I turn around to face her. "I thought you were my friend. I-"
"I didn't mean to-"
"I don't care what you planned or haven't planned, Paula! I fucking trusted you! I told you everything. And what are you doing? Stabbing me with a knife right into my back. You got into my life just to get me killed by your brother?", I ask her in anger.
"No! Like I said, it wasn't the plan. We-"
"You what? What was the plan then? Tell me!"
Paula has tears running down her cheak. "I- We- My brother. He wanted you back. After what you did to him he-"
"After what I did to HIM? What the hell do think I did? What exactly did he tell you?", I ask her confused.
"He-", she tries to start but sniffs. "He said you cheated on him. That you literally sent him away to never have anything to do with him in your life."
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