Kill You

24~ Alone

I rolled out of bed and went into the bathroom where I put on skinny jeans and my white converse, keeping on the gray tank top I had.

I crept back out into the bedroom and looked around. Then I went to the door and held the knob in my hand. Taking a deep breath I twisted it and opened it quietly.

The hall was quiet and dim when I stepped out of the bedroom. I decide to walk down the same way I did the last time. I listened for voices or footsteps but in return got nothing.

Finally after walking around for about a half and hour, I heard voices. Coming towards me too. I hide behind a wall and listened closely.

"She's going to find out" I hear a woman say. I recognize it's Heather. "She'd be dead before she could fully understand what was going on" I hear a scoff. I'm guessing that voice belonged to Sarah or Alexa, since I've never heard them talk.

"Yeah right. Her and Noah alone took down those fucking Slax's. They're not going to let us just slit their throats" Heather remarked.

I covered my mouth and closed my eyes. "Well she'll be asking about Noah in the morning" I hear another voice chime in. This one is Harley.

"Well were planning on giving her something so she is easily handled" the unknown woman says.

"Are we seriously going to kill them? We've known Noah since forever and Cassidy is just a woman!" Harley pushes.

"Just because you and Noah fucked around doesn't mean we should spare him and his new girlfriends life" the unknown woman snaps.

"Sarah watch it" Heather warns, confirming who the unknown lady was.

"Yeah Jesus when did you get so defensive?" Harley asked. "Since our company is at risk of falling. We lose everything if they bring us down" Sarah barked.

"Maybe kidnapping them isn't the best idea then" Heather says sarcastically. "No but killing them is. And that's exactly what we're going to do" Sarah says.

I grit my teeth together and seethe in silence.

"Listen Harley and I will check on Noah and Heather you go make sure Cassidy is in her room"

I panic and move away, scurring as quietly as possible down the hall so Heather won't see me when she walks by.

When I see her leave I follow Harley and Sarah, trying to keep up.

I know when Heather checks on me she'll find the room empty and people will go searching for me. But if I can know where Noah is then I can fake up a story.

"Oh sorry when I get stressed out I sometimes sleepwalking"

I'd figure it out. It exhausts me creeping along trying to stay hidden and keep up. They don't talk and I can feel the tension between the two sisters. Clearly these two don't get along well.

Finally they stop in front of a door and open it up. I hear a familiar voice. "Fucking get me out" Noah growls.

Harley sighs and Sarah chuckles before the Iron door shuts.

I hide and wait for them to leave again. And when they do I can tell it's not on their own account.

"We have to find Cassidy" I catch Sarah say when she and Harley rush out the door.

I wait for a few moments before running to the iron door and trying to yank it open. No movement. I grunt and look. I see a little box with a red glow on the top. There's a black screen and I groan.

I need a key card for this door. I don't have time to think about a plan though because I hear heavy footsteps running through the hall.

"There she is!" A muffled voice alerts. I turn to see men dressed in white and gray camo gear from head to toe. And they're carrying guns.

I don't wait a second longer and bolt. I hear them chasing after me and I turn quickly into a room. I notice it's a sort of workshop and quickly dive behind a counter.

The door clicks open and I see two soldiers walking in slowly.

My hands are bruised and scrapping across the hard cement floor. I can hear the thud of the boots of the Walks Soldiers across the room. Slowly, they're moving to me.

My side is pressed against the counter of the workbench, my head low and my body still.

"Where the fuck do you think she went?" A soldier asks, his voice static in his mask. "Don't know. But you know those girls won't be happy if we can't find her" another soldier says. I hear a scoff and the click of a gun shifting in their hands.

In the corner of my eye I see something slightly overhanging on another work bench. I move my head and see a hammer.

I quickly check around to see if I can see the soldiers. They're backs are to me, slowly creeping towards a metal wardrobe. I crouch and scuffle across the floor, reaching the bench. My body hits it a little to roughly and it groans, moving forward slightly.

"Look" a muffled voice points out. I curse quietly and quickly grab the hammer. I close my eyes and take deep breaths. When I hear the footsteps to my right, I stand quickly and swing the hammer.

It lands on one of the soldiers head and cracks the helmet, knocking him off his feet.

I swing again quickly and smack the gun out of the other soldiers hands. He looks at it and then back at me. I glare and swing the hammer loosely.

"Fucking bitch" he spits. I swing again but this time lower, hitting the side of his knee.

Screeching, he clutches his knee and falls over, crying and screaming. I bring the hammer down on his helmet. Cracking it the first time and then breaking it the second time.

When my third swing comes back blood flings from the hammer. When I finish I'm shaking and crying quietly. The man is dead and his red liquid is seeping into the cement floor.

I guess my dream was right. I would be killing for Noah after all.