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Blinking her eyes open, Cassia found herself in complete darkness. She attempted to move her hands and legs, but she couldn't. All movements being completely restricted due to her limbs being tied up and chained. She opened her mouth in attempts to speak, but she couldn't due to the extreme dryness in her throat and the pain she felt just from opening her mouth.
She tried to sit up, but any slight movement forced her to wince. She didn't know what was going on, couldn't even remember how she got here or where she was. There was nothing in the room that she could see, but she could hear the tapping sound of liquid dripping, along with faint voices outside of the room she was isolated in. The sound of footsteps coming in the direction of the room had her ears perked up, she listened to the rattling of keys until the lock was twisted and the door came flying open, the man instantly flicking the room light on to reveal himself.
"Mmmm, someone's up." He chuckled, eyeing Cassia who could feel her own eyes watering up. She wanted to scream and run badly, the individual entering the room being one who she never expected to see again a day in her life.
"Oh...can't talk?" He chuckled, his arm reaching over to roughly grab her face in his hand. Looking to the side of him, he wanted to take the bleach he had and pour it down her throat, but he knew better.
He wanted to hurt her, that being the original reasoning behind placing her in his captivity in order to hurt Cepheus. But Michael wasn't all that dumb, he knew he couldn't even do so much as lay a finger on her past the original taking of her. Her body only being in pain because of how rough they were forced to handle her after the fight she put up.
Deciding on the bottle of water instead, he uncapped it before placing it up to her lips. Scrunching her face up, Cassia looked at it in disgust, not know whose water it was or where it had been. "Nobody has drank out of this, you would take what you can get if you were really thirsty." Rolling her eyes, she parted her lips slightly because she desperately needed something.
"I have nothing to do with whatever y'all have going on, can y'all leave me the fuck alone..." She spoke with a strong rasp in her voice, finally getting the chance to look down at her bruised up body. Rolling her eyes, she was to the point where she was unfazed. Expecting this to come at some point since it seemed everything was happening one after the other.
"You have nothing to do with it first handedly, but you're connected to Caicey-."
"Then get your weak ass up and find Caicey. I can bring you to him if you want me to." She offered, a small smile lining her lips. She didn't like all the violence and bullshit, but she was over all of it and she knew Cepheus wouldn't hesitate to put a bullet through Michael's head as soon as they were in close proximity.
"Hmmm, you've changed. When you start cursing little Ms. Preacher's daughter Cassia- you know, before you went and murdered your parents in cold blood, they were so ashamed of you. They raised you so beautifully too, you went to college for all those years, got you an amazing job, was at the top of your life excelling at everything that your parents paved for you to be. And you chose to waste all of that on some drug dealer...went against your own family for him-."
