Keditha's Betrayal

Chapter Two

Only couple hours after that, Casey came and fixed up my legs and the cut across my face but after he quickly left, leaving me alone again.

I stare at the blood dried on my hands and legs. He was only going to continue torturing me until he twisted my mind into loving him.

I needed to get out of here. With or without my friends.

I glance over at Philip's desk. The bloody knife on it instantly catches my eye.

I carefully attempt to scoot the chair over to the desk without making much noise. I sigh, realizing I have no way to grab the knife.

Jackson did teach me how to do something like this but that was a long time ago. I never really put in a effort to memorize it. I was way too cocky in my younger age.

I stare at my hands, sighing again. I grip my thumb tightly until I hear a loud pop. My cry of pain comes out muffled. For once, I was actually thankfully for the tape over my mouth.

I slip my hand through the ropes, reaching for the knife. I cut my other hand free.

I rip the tape from my mouth and move to my feet. Now I need to find Jackson and Cade.

I grit my teeth and pop my thumb back into place. I gasp loudly, feeling nauseous from the pain. I sit back down as the nausea only continues to get worse.

I breath slowly, trying to calm my stomach down. After a few moments, it finally worked.

I sit down at Philip's desk and turn on his computer. Hopefully this could help me find my friends.

But...I groan. It was password protected. What password would this man even use? Athena? Philip and Athena? Philip loves Athena forever?

My fingers move swiftly on the keyboard as I type in those ideas. But they were all wrong. "Come on..." I mutter.

Surely it would have to be something from our past? If only I could remember...

I had a couple flashbacks and dreams while I was here, but not much. All I know is Julian and I were at war with each other and my father set up a arranged marriage for me and Philip.

But where was he from? What was his last name?

A sharp pain hits my head. I groan, holding my head.

A dark throne room, it was mostly empty except for me and the man sitting on the throne.

It was too dark for me to see his face but after a few moments, he stood up and walks towards me.

I freeze when he crouches in front of me. The dark blue eyes pierce right through me. "Like I said..." Philip coos. He tips my chin up with a knife.

"I own you."

I inhale sharply, almost falling out of my seat. "Vikya..." I mutter to myself. That's where Philip was from. Vikya.

I quickly type in the name of his kingdom. Fortunately it worked and the computer allowed me access.

I scan the contents of his computer, looking for anything that would help me. After couple minutes, I found it.

Second floor, cell seven.

I jump to my feet, taking a quick peek out the door before I fully exit. I glance down the hall, tapping my feet impatiently. Now if I only knew how to get to cell seven.

The place reminded me of The Program but mostly just the design. Everything else was different.

I round a corner, entering a large room with multiple crates and tons of weaponry.