Taste of Love - (Gal Gadot)

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it all turned to black. i wasn't afraid of dark, but when you're locked in your own home, inside of your comfort bubble, there isn't much to be afraid of. i was trapped, though i say it with as much metaphor as possible, i was quite literally trapped, my hands were bound together. i had no recollection as to how i got here.

the last that i remember of, was cassie, those eyes, that pierced through me, from the moment i had seen her in class for the first time, up to this point.

i was flabbergasted. rumors spread upon cassie's absence after not coming to teach 4 days in a row, that's when we all knew something was up. some assumed she perhaps caught a case of a bad stomach bug, whilst others, including me, had a feeling she'd never be back, and we were right.

i hadn't seen her in such a while, perhaps it's been 2 months if not longer, i was wondering where she'd gone to, if she was happier being somewhere else, but the last thing i expected of, was a bloodbath to occur and cassie being involved in something as heinous as that.

i guess you never really know someone, and that... partly hurt, but there was no time to linger with emotion, it was time to fight for action, to take control of myself, and try to make it out of here.

i realized not long after, i had been bound inside of a very large suitcase, there was no way i could see, although it was only my hands that were bound and cuffed, my eyes were limited, as darkness was the only thing in front of me, yet i heard of whispers, but nothing was louder than my mind.

i gasped for air, after the suitcase i had been in stopped, and was put to the ground, causing me to fumble within myself, and sprain my wrist.

"fuck" i muttered to myself, my eyes widening as the suitcase started to unzip as i was slowly able to see light.

my heart went from low, slow beats, to heavy palpitations, as i was dragged out of the caved space, and was on my feet, my eyes scanning around to find the same amount of people i had seen before in masks, only this time, were unveiled.

my eyes dropped on cassie, the hurt was switched to rage, but hers stood with love, it was the same as it always was.

"how could you do this? how are you able to kill, not one, but at least a dozen people without a care?" i spat, sending daggers, but she stood unfazed, her eyes still on mine.

"sarah, you really don't have a clue on what's going on. you think i'm the bad g-"

"i don't think you're bad, i think you're fucking evil, cas. how could you do this?"

"evil?" she scoffed, licking her lips as she walked around in circles, yet still keeping her attention on mine. "these people, were anything but innocent, they were seeking you."

"what does that even mean?!" i exclaimed, the veins on my neck popping as my frustration grew.

i had been so distracted, that i didn't realize the man whom sat next to me before everything had turned into literal hell was right there, beside cassie whom looked at me with a blank stare.

"and you! you told me people were bidding on me, care to fucking explain?"

"cassie's right, you're emotional because you believe we went after innocent civilians whom did nothing wrong, but the thing is, those people are dangerous, and are enemy's of your special date tonight. does that perhaps ring a bell? someone tall, beautiful, but yet dangerously horrifying?"

"gal." i muttered to myself. "where is gal?" i yelled.

"it doesn't fucking matter where she is!" cassie barked, slamming her fist against the wall, as she let out a curse right after. "gal isn't important right now."