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I felt a warm hand touching my right shoulder and I flinched, I looked up just to see Lottie who was here to wake me up."He's here." She gave me a pat on the shoulder again and get off from the bed. Her hair is now in a ponytail wannabe, she also changed, now wearing a white long sleeve shirt and a miniskirt.
I rubbed my eyes, now with no fear of ruining my makeup because I kinda get used to no makeup. I get up on my elbows to inspect the room. We are alone so I get up and out of habit I ran my hand over the bedside table for my phone, but of course it was nothing there.Crossing my hands while waiting for Lottie to say something, I notice a little red stain on her shirt.
"You should change your clothes and get ready." She is leaning against the wall and gives me a full body look.
"Get ready for what?" My mad tone made her to raise her eyebrows, I haven't raised my tone to her ever, maybe because I thought she was by my side, understanding me.
"To meet Tom." She looks tired of me already, but I'm not going to obey like a little dog, I don't want to become Tom's toy.
"I'm sure I'm already done. If he wants to meet me, he should definitely see me like that, right?" I'm trying to be more confident on my words, to give the impression that I know what I'm saying and doing, but the truth is that I'm just scared. I'm scared with every second more, but now, I have nothing to lose.
"Well if this is what you want.." she nodded to the door "let's go then." She softly grabbed the door handle and opened it, waiting for me to follow her, and closed it.
I followed her down the stairs, I could already hear voices, everyone is here. When I reach the last step I look up just to meet his eyes. He was sitting on the sofa in the living room smoking and waiting for me, alone. Before I could do or say something Lottie went into the kitchen where everyone else was. Now I'm just standing here, looking at him.
"Did you sleep ?" His voice was calm, his eyes were exploring my body, he took a puf of his cigarette and changed his position a little.
"Why would you care?" Maybe I should think twice before I answer his questions, I keep avoiding his eyes, looking for something to catch my attention.
"I don't, you just look like you did." His words are full of narcissism and confidence, and I hate that.
"Well maybe you made the wrong choice when you kidnapped me!" Now I'm looking into his eyes, he still have no reaction to my words and it annoys me even more.
"Definitely not, why would you think that? Because you are a little brat?" He closed his eyes before taking another puf of his cig. "You will get used to this anyway."
I didn't answer, I just stand there, in front of him.
"Oh c'mon take a sit." He gestured to the sofa with a little smirk on his face.
This time, I did as he told me, not because he told me, because my legs hurt standing there. I made my way to the sofa and sat at distance from him.
"Why so shy?" His tone was still calm, charming. He put out his cigarette and get closer to me. I felt something on my spine when his hand touched my shoulder, his hand is cold, his eyes are now looking into mine.
I quickly moved away from him and I looked at him in disgust. "Don't you touch me!" I shouted.
"I don't have time for this right now." He stand up now, grabbing my wrist. "You are coming with us, you are going to shut the fuck up and don't you event think about trying anything." His voice is no longer calm, but his eyes looks so tired. His smile irritate me so much. "Ok?"
Maybe if I'm trying to be nice with him he would trust me enough to leave me alone so I can run, I can't lose this change. "Ok." My response make him smile a little.
He is still grabbing my wrist, harder. He made our way to the kitchen, the door opens just before we walk in. "We have to hurry." Bill said.
"Then let's go" Tom responded. "Riya?"
"What?" I mumble. It is so weird to hear my name out of his mouth.
"You are going to go with Bill, my car if full." I looked up at him, he is way taller than me, he is looking at Bill, then at me.
"Yeah, sure." I'm actually thankful for that, Bill is not as weird, but I think he does not like me. Bill grabbed my elbow avoiding to look at me. Why is everyone here grabbing me like I am about to run away? I mean I would if I can, but not when everyone else is here.
We made our way to the garage, 4 cars are waiting for us, Bill let go of my arm and made his way to his car. I followed him as he opens the car door for me.
"Thanks." I don't know why but I feel weird, he is ignoring me and I don't know why. The silence between us is so loud.
I moved a little on the car seat, I put my seatbelt on, then my elbow on the support. I narrowed my eyes , staring ahead at nothing as I listened his breath. I'm looking at the other cars through the window. Tom gets in his car with George and Daphne, then Lottie went to Gustav's car and said something but I didn't heard what, after, she handed him a phone and went to Tom's car. Gustav left, Tom too so now is our turn.
As we left the garage I felt something in my stomach, a weird sensation.
"So...where are we going?" I asked, tired of the silence. He didn't answer, he is just driving faster. I clenched my teeth, lifting my chin. He is driving faster and faster, my heart started drumming harder.
"Don't be nervous." He finally said still looking at the road. His fingers where curled on the steering wheel, and I could see a little drop of sweat on his forehead.
"I'm not, should I be?" I'm looking at him, at his hands, then again at him. I'm actually a little nervous, but I feel safe in his car, even if he is driving like a maniac.
"Nope." He turned to look at me, he smiled and turned again to the road. "Don't you like the way I'm driving?"
A smile appeared on my face, I don't know why. "I actually love speed since I was little. It is just a little bit weird, the first time you didn't drive this fast."
"We were in the city, I couldn't. I mean I could but you were drunk and I didn't want to scare you." He laughed a bit.
"Hey! I wasn't drunk at all." I don't remember being drunk.
"You sure? You left because you had a headache from the alcohol.." He turns to look at me. "And also you wanted me to drop you off."
I played the drunk girl just because I was uncomfortable, they really believed me. I turn my head to look on the window, we are now on a forest road. "Well...I wasn't drunk, I just don't like the alcohol." I responded. I don't know why I like to talk to him, he helped his brother to kidnap me.. "Where is Angelina?" I asked.
Again silence. He seems upset about my question. I didn't saw her after they left together. And he is not speaking too much to Sofia. Maybe he killed her, like he did to the others.. I wouldn't be surprised. I hope he didn't,even if she backstabbed me, she is still my friend. Or maybe she ran away, maybe she saw what a monster he and his brother is. I'm sure Bill is just like Tom, even worse. But he is so calm and sweet with me, maybe another of their plans.
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FanfictionRiya met Angelina when she was in 9th grade then become roommates and obviously best friends. For a school project they had to move all summer brake to Tokyo, but never came back.. (This book is inspired by "My living nightmare" ; "A beautiful lie"...