My life is A lie

My life is A lie: Twelve

Liam POV:

I kicked open the door and marched towards the ringing-telephone, "H-Hello?"

"Is this Liam Grays?" A deep, rusty voice questioned on the phone. It definitely sounded like danger so I lied, "Uh no."

"You sure?"

"Yes, never been more sure in my li-"

I got startled by a tap on my shoulder and fell on my ass. "Not nice to lie." The voice from the telephone now digged through my soul infront of me.

"Uncle?"

He kneeled down to my eye level, "Chris told me about it, you wanna join?"

"Join what?"

He silently stared, "You haven't heard about the 32 women who went missing?"

I stared at him blankly, realization hitting me. I was on the verge of pissing my pants.

"Y-you joined Chris Miller?"

Leah POV:

"So," I began, breaking the charged silence. "Do you know or have you found out?"

"About?" He said and tucked my hair behind my ear as I shuddered from the nervousness around him. He's touchy dude, and I like it.

"What it takes to join The Red Box?"

His hand dropped to my arm, looking left and right into my eyes. "I'm not sure but," He paused.

"But?"

"But I think it's not a big challenge because the team grew large in a matter of a few milliseconds."

Police sirens filled the quietness from a distance, "We didn't even steal that much whyd they call the cops?" He said and rolled his eyes dramatically, making me giggle. We were hiding at the back of a small house.

'He' for everything?

"I don't even know your name yet." I said and tilted my head.

"It's Will."

"Who named you?" I asked, rolling his ring on his finger, "And uh, is this ring a memory of something?"

His head was above me and I could feel him staring at the back of my head.

"My sister did when we lived on the streets, and about the ring," He let out a quite sigh. "It was my real father's. My sister stole it from him when I wasn't born yet and she gave me this when I was 4."

"What happened to your fath-" I stopped, knowing I shouldn't be so nosy. I sucked in my lips to a thin line.

"It's alright, my mom left us for another man and my father died 5 years after that incident."

Before I could feel any emotion, we heard loud screaming from behind us. We were leaning on the wall of the house and I was sure it came from the house. "Oh fuck," I muttered as more screaming took over. "I-I think its them again."

"I'll check." He said, his voice almost inaudible over the screaming. I put a hand on his shoulder from behind, "It's not safe for you."

He looked behind at me from his shoulder before replying, "I can't be killed twice, and I'm visible in these situations."

He walked away and disappeared behind the side wall and I didn't follow him.

Brianna POV:

"Oh fuck." The new guy, my age said, looking at us with utter shock. I remember this guy, I definitely do. I saw him at Leah's house once when she walked in on her father threatening me. Ela's brother maybe.

"I-Im hesitant." He said, turning his back to all of us with a hand on his eyes.

"And you think we'll keep you alive after seeing our place?" Jordan said in his usual deep voice. Well I never would've guessed that this guy would be like this.

He turned back to us, staring with a mixture of emotions in his eyes and a hand covering his mouth.

Chris, Leah's father, walked towards him and slapped a hand on his back, "Liam, do you wanna have fun with one of them?"

Yeah, 'Liam' guy.

His eyes moved up, "What do you mean by 'fun'? Torturing and rāpïñģ them?"

"Yeah, pretty funny shit."

Wow..

My tongue suddenly burned harder from the bite Chris gave me and the ones on my nipples and inner thigh aswell. He almost bit out my nipple but he was purposefully more gentle with me than the terrifying stuff he does to the other women.

Liam's eyes fell on me and he walked towards me with trembling steps, probably petrified from how brutal the other women's bruises look. I felt more uncomfortable being naked infront of him than Chris and Jordan as they saw me like this for about a week but Liam for the first time.

He shakily kneeled to my eye level, "Do I know you?"

"F-fuck you." I replied, my tongue hurting harder as blood dripped from my lips.

"I'm sorry." He said, his voice kinda wobbly.

"What are you sorry for?" Chris asked, walking towards us. "Just make your way with her."

He ran a rough hand through my hair and pinched my abused nipple and I whimpered from pain. Liam watched with pity in his eyes and an emotion that screamed "What a world we live in." yet he couldn't say it out loud. Why and how did he get here anyways?

The door opened and 5 girls walked in with bloody cheeks and wrists. My eyes fell on one of them, and so did hers.

"Ela?" Liam said, looking at her with wide eyes. "Not Ela please." He fell to his knees infront of Chris, pleading. I don't blame him. It sure is burning pain inside for a brother to see his little sister get tortured and rap£d.

"L-Liam." Ela said, her voice all wobbly and cracked.

"That's too bad because we can't just fucking let her go. She's gonna open her little mouth to the police eh?" Chris said with a grin on his face and a fake British accent.

"I-" He was cut off by Jordan who slapped a hand on Liam's mouth with a napkin.

Nathan POV: (Liam and Ela's long lost brother, member of The Red Box)

"You little piece of shit, God is never forgiving you!" The woman screamed as blood spurt out of her mouth.

"Oh, well that's too bad." I said, smirking and then sliced off her left breast with the heated up butcher knife. She screamed louder but she was cut off by a hand that slapped on her mouth.

"This one is loud man, just shove the knife in her jugular already." Harris said, the blood now covering his hand from the woman's mouth.

"Any more on the way?"

"We sent 13 people to make their way to the new houses built behind the mall." He said while stabbing the knife in and out of the woman's jugular.

"When?"

"About 2 hours ago."

I hummed, "It usually doesn't take that late though."

"Yeah this happened twice."