My life is A lie

My life is A lie: Eleven

Brianna POV:

I shut my eyes close as the woman screamed from the unforgiving pain. He pulled the knife out from between her thighs and shoved it back in, laughing maniacally.

Never have I thought it would escalate to this.

I only wanted to save Leah from whatever living hell this man made her life and I end up here.

Did he murder her?

Maybe I should've listened to my dad and kept the 12 weirdos as my bodyguards.

He walked towards me and the women who were sitting beside me turned their heads to the opposite side, shutting their eyes from whatever shit he's about to do to me.

He kneeled down to my eye level, licking his lips. "I've warned you."

I bit my lip, abusing the sensitive skin as blood dripped down on my thighs.

"Was the gun in your pussy not scary enough?"

Will POV:

I ruffled her hair and she slowly opened her eyes, probably still processing everything.

"What the fuck?" She muttered in a crispy voice, giving me goosebumps.

"Where did you go?" I asked, my hand traveling to her neck.

"You-"

"I need you to something for me first." I said, cutting her off and got up. "Come on."

She closed her eyes again and hugged her knees for more warmth. I walked to her and carried her as she clutched my hoodie on my chest.

I kicked open the window and slid my legs outside and stood on the ground, "You didn't run a thousand marathons girl, get up already."

Leah POV:

My hearing became more clear after his sentence and I quickly stood on the ground, kinda embarrassed. "Why are we back here?" I asked, looking around. Does he want me to be trapped in this room forever?

He looped an arm around my neck and a hand on my mouth, bringing his lips close to my ear. "I need you to steal something." He said as he walked forward, dragging me with him.

"Why can't you do it like aren't you invisible or shit?" I said and stopped walking, pushing him away.

He sat down on the muddy ground and tapped the space before him with the palm of his hand. I reluctantly sat down and he leaned into me.

"Let me tell you." He said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Skip this if you want: (I suggest reading if you didn't understand anything earlier)

"My father and yours were damn smooth criminals back then when you weren't even born and neither was I. A new team with 5 or 6 people appeared when our fathers got over 973 women kidnapped and rāp£đ, tortured, murdered. The new team was named "The Red Box" and their team grew larger and larger. They almost surpassed our fathers, almost. They actually wanted to vanish people upper than 60 in Welland and Obem (made up) and they were succeeding. They put all their life into finding our fathers to end their career so they could shine bright alone, and they succeeded in finding mine. I don't know in what mind my father chose to have kids but I happen to be the kid he found on the streets. He got me cause he thought I was unique and my sister who had damn long hair at the age of 3. One time he risked his life to spend a day with us and that's when The Red Box broke in and shot him right away but kidnapped us into their place. My sister was murdered by them because she tried to kill a member but they kept me until I was 15. I was râp£d and tortured by them and I saw them torturing old people infront of me every single day until my "uncle", the chief of the police and the whole police team managed to destroy their place and rescued me on the way. Then peace finally had a chance to shine and I got education and a business. I joined the police too and I got more praised then the chief which is why he got jealous and murdered me in the forest where qyou found my body."

"What the fuck?" Was the only sentence that came out of my mouth.

"Are those your favorite words?"

"Wait, what forest? What body?"

He stared at me silently for a few seconds before opening his mouth, "You don't remember?"

"No!" I loudly whispered, leaning a little more close, our noses touching.

"You don't have to then, anyways get up already I don't have much time." He said and grabbed my wrist, standing up.

"Wait so my father who sits here all day doing useless shit was a talented smooth criminal?"

"Yup." He replied. What the fu-

"Uh so is "The Red Box" thingy back?"

"Yeah, they were at the village you went to without me."

I stayed silent, taking time to process as my walking became slower, "You killed them?"

"Yes."

"Why do I have to stay with you? Am I special?"

He stopped walking. "You know I'm dead right?"

I nodded.

"I'm supposed to be invisible."

I nodded again.

"But you can see me, so there must be something between you and me. Maybe.." He paused and bit his lip. "We are given the task to solve this?"