Gāme Ovēr: Azalea Isłand

Chapter 11: Trapped

I sent Tori off to get Leah and Mya. I didn't know how she'd send a message with no paper, but I had faith. And the little faith that I had, kept me going. My head was resting in Brian's lap was his was unconscious. I put his shirt back on earlier, obviously. He was a comfortable pillow. He groaned. I shot up like a puppy when it's master returned home.

"Uh-" I had so much to say, but had no idea what to say. "A-Are you alright?" I inhaled. He nodded, holding a hand to his head. I felt such relief, such anxiety being lifted. The corner of my eye caught something. It was Oliver.

"Quick, close your eyes. Trust me." I whispered, still kneeling in front of him. I hid my gun inside the rim of my pants. I hugged him tightly. He obeyed, his eyes closed.

"What are you doing?" He whispered.
"Shut up and trust me."

Oliver and two other of his men approached. They were men I recognized from when I beat him.

"Is he dead?" Oliver questioned. There was something odd in his voice, something I couldn't put a finger on. I stood. Tears ran down my face. I learned how to fake cry when I was younger to get whatever I wanted. Apparently according to my mother 'it's not cute when your sixteen.'
Pft, whatever.

I turned to him. "He will be soon. He was shot." I bit my lower lip. Oliver pulled me into a tight embrace. He was.. Hugging me. What the hell was going on?

"I'm so sorry. I didn't want any of this." He sounded pained, continuing to hold me tightly. My worst enemy was hugging me. My Brain was shattered. He pulled away from me, placing his hands on my shoulders. "Who did this?" His eyebrows were furrowed. I was at a loss of words. I stuttered. "It was my sister, wasn't it?" He sighed. I looked over to Brian. His jaw clenched. When I looked back to Oliver, he pressed his lips to mine. I tried to pull away, but he gripped my arms. I never knew how strong he actually was. Thank god Brian didn't know what's was happened. I head butted Oliver. I'd have a headache later. He stepped back, holding his head with one hand. In the other, he held a gun. I checked my waist. It was mine. Son of a bitch. I wiped my mouth. While he was distracted, and before his teammates could restrain me, I lunged forward, punching him in the face. I heard a crack. Pretty sure I broke his nose. He yelled, clasping a hand to his nose. Ouch. Yep, broke it. My fist hurt, but my pride certainly didn't. Then, finally, the two men grabbed my arms before I could do anymore. Brian was too smart to do anything. He stayed put.

"Haven't you been a naughty little girl?" Oliver purred. I really needed to punch him again. Definitely. He'd end up worse then his sister. "Where'd you get this gun?" He arched a brow, clicking his tongue. As if almost instantly, his attention adverted to the other cave half a mile down. I was surprised we couldn't hear her screaming. Probably and Unfortunately passed out from pain.

The blonde smacked me across the face. Hard. I raised my brows.

"Ow." I taunted sarcastically, which was pretty stupid because I didn't want to be hit again.

"Now, is that where my sister is?" He gripped the rim of my T-shirt.

"Sister?" I huffed. "That's news to me. I was told she was your girlfriend." Alice laughed.

"She's both. Kiwi is my step-sister if you haven't noticed. We're not exactly compatible, I just have my way--"

I cut him off. "Ew. Okay, I get it."

I was taken to the other cave. The right cave. I wondered where the kid I interrogated earlier was. This cave was much, much bigger. It was a bit narrow-ish, but really long. From Oliver's team's care package, they somehow managed to obtain rope. They tied my hands. I could of cut it with the knife in my pocket, but there was a guy sitting beside me, watching. I saw Oliver in the corner reloading his gun. My gun. Well, Kiwi's gun. You get it. Apparently the care package had ammo too. Great.

"Damn, I'm going to have fun with you." Oliver spoke. I cringed. That's Uh, wonderful. I couldn't wait until Leah and Mya shouldn't up. I seriously couldn't. In a couple more hours, it would be dark.