Chapter 8

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Deep breaths in... and out... in and out. Is what Davina kept telling herself at 4:30 in the morning. It was still dark outside, wouldn't be light until a couple of hours. Davina felt like the world was on her shoulders. She needs to save her best friend. An opportunity to do so has risen and she wasn't about to let it go.

She wore grey sweat pants with a black jumper. Her hair was in 2 braids again. Davina couldn't stop pacing around the room and thinking. Thinking about how this was going to go. What if it was a trap? Either way, she couldn't risk not going.

The pacing and questioning herself continued for the next 45 minutes until it hit 5:15. It's time. Davina made sure to leave a letter on her bed. To let everyone know what had happened and why she did what she did. I'm sure Nadia would explain everything when she gets back. If. No. When.

She opened the door to go outside to the front. She tip toes through the hallways and reaches the front door when someone came from behind a corner.

"Davina? What are you doing?" Davina spun around in a panic. It was Darcy, holding a cup of coffee. Of course he had to be up early. Just her luck.

"I need to get out... drive around to clear my head, is that ok? But I'm not asking if I can go because I'm gonna go either way you're not the boss of me I'm my own person." Davina spits out. Nice one Davina, so smooth. She complains in her head.

"Right... that's ok Davina." Darcy says curiously. Davina congratulates herself in her head. They nod to each other and Davina exits the building. The guards that surrounded the mansion were tired and sleepy but that wasn't her problem at the moment. Davina travels to the black BMW. The same car her and Nadia used. She hoped in the drivers seat and took a deep breath again. She's actually doing this.

She starts the car and pulls out of the driveway and starts heading towards the warehouse.

The ride was silent. Normally she would put on the radio but this was not a normal situation. She was about to see Eliot Hartley again. The guy who shared the same coloured eyes as her, the guy that showed her mercy a few weeks ago. She was terrified of him. Almost as much as she hates him.

Finally she pulls up to the warehouse at 5:55. Some light was beginning to shine. The same stench from a week and a half ago filled her nose as she hood out of the car, she was hoping Nadia would use it to get back to the house. She had no clue what was about to go down. Slowly but surely, she made her way through the puddles and dead plants to the main door. Again, she took a deep breath as her tanned hand reaches up to the door handle and pushed forward. The loud familiar creak filled the building. It was much more eerie coming her alone. No one to protect her.

The same dim lights shone down on her. It looked like there was no one here. But it looked like no one was there a week and a half ago.

"Hello?!" She yells out as she steps forward, the door shutting behind her with a loud bang, causing her to jump. Davina looked around, her left, her right, everywhere.

"Davina, darling. Don't look so scared." Eliot comes out of the darkness holding Nadia's arm with a tight grip. Davinas heart jumped at the sight of her. Dried up blood and old bruises. Exactly the same bruises in the picture she saw a week and a half ago. There was dark bags under her eyes, as if she had no sleep within the time she had been taken. Her hands were tied up and her dress she wore was ripped.

"I think me being scared is justifiable, don't you think?" Davina says with worry, her eyes still on Nadia. Eliot drops Nadia on the floor and cuts the rope that restricted her hands. Nadia sprints toward Davina and crashes into her with a hug.

"You're so stupid! What are you thinking coming here!? I'm fine staying here! I want you to go back and let them take me back!" Nadia yells at Davina with the fire she's been saving up for the last few weeks. A tear from Davinas eye slips down her cheek as she hugs Nadia once more, thankful she's not dead.

"I'll be fine, you need to go back in the car I brung. Go see your family, please." Davina cries. Nadia refuses and shouts for Davina to go back home but in result of that a big man came out from a corner and picked her up. He took her out the main door and that was the last Davina saw of Nadia. Davina turned her focus back on Eliot. He was dressed in all black again, but pulled it off perfectly.

"You're an honourable woman, Davina May. Saving your friend like that." Eliot announces approaching Davina. Davina wanted to step back but felt that would get a bad reaction.

"Well she wouldn't of needed saving if it weren't for you." Davina spits back.

"Now, now love. It's all business. Nothing personal." Eliot smirks as he steps in front of Nadia, towering over her once again. Davina looks at him in the eyes. She was annoyed at the names he'd call her. Sweetie, darling and now love. She was not his girl.

"Stop calling me names. My name is Davina." Eliot laughed at the statement.

"I'm well aware of your name, love. But alas a girl with such attitude deserves good nicknames." He smirked, looking down on her,"Now come on, we have a ride to catch." He tries to grab Davinas hand but she yanked it away and started walking by herself toward the back door. He smiled at the action.

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