Kayla's pov
"Hey I'm hungry!" I yelled for the fifth time, "is anyone even listening?!"
It's been about five hours since Ruby left and since I tried to escape, and I'm very hungry. When I saw that no one was coming–or chose ignore me, I sighed and dropped my head back, closing my eyes. Then I thought about chicken nuggets and French fries from KFC and I imagined how they would've tasted in my mouth, I moaned at the thought. Just then the door opened.
"Is that ketchup?" I mumbled, my eyes still closed.
"No, just a very chilled glass of water,". I smiled and mouthed okay. Wait,
I jolted as I felt cold water on me, pulling me out of my dream state. I shook my head and blinked, my short and now wet hair covering my face. I looked up at Ruby, who threw an empty bucket away.
"You know it's rude to interrupt someone when they're dreaming," I said, "especially when it's about one with food,"
She didn't answer me and went to a table I didn't notice, at my right. They must've brought it in when I slept off. How long was I asleep?
I then saw her put on black gloves, and started picking some items on the table. Then I understood the situation. She was going to torture me. Was I mistaken? Maybe I was wrong and this was who she really is. But I saw tears in her eyes that moment. Was she deceiving me? Letting me think she was different and that I actually had hope of getting out of here, before crushing them. I smiled bitterly. I shouldn't be this surprised though, she did tell me she was very deceptive. I was just stupid enough to fall for her tricks.
She turned with a small blade in her hand, "We're gonna play a little game," she said and walked around me.
"I ask you questions, and you answer them. If you get it wrong," she showed me the blade from behind me, "I cut you,"
Then she took the chair and sat in front of me like last time. "Now, where is the safe?"
"Why are you like this?" I hissed sharply as she cut my thigh deeply, tearing the fabric in the process.
"Wrong answer," she said. Shit, that's gonna leave a scar, and I'm pretty sure I'm losing a lot of blood. "Where is it?"
"You know," I said, "I thought you were different,"
She hesitated, before switching to my other thigh and cut it swiftly and deeply also. I groaned and clenched my jaw. "Now, let's try again. Your late partner, Cass....,"
"Don't you dare say her name!" I growled in anger, the ropes restraining me as I felt the stress of everything getting to me. My left hand shook violently on the arm rest as I tried to calm down, lowering my head and rubbing my ring. Then I thought about Ava.
Calm down Kayla or you're gonna lose it.
"Are you okay?" I heard her say softly after a while.I stopped, slowly bringing my gaze to her, which was hidden beneath my wet hair. Her brows were furrowed with concern as she tried to look at my face but most of my hair was covering half of it. She brought her hand in attempt to move the hair from my face. I scrunched my face in anger and confusion. She seemed to regain herself as she pulled away and cleared her throat. Now I was more confused than ever. On one hand she was ready to torture me, not giving any fuck, but on the other hand she's concerned if I got hurt. God she's really messing with my head, and all that mixed signals is giving me a headache.
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Dangerous Deception
Mystery / ThrillerMakayla Reyes is an FBI agent who was devastated by the death of her best friend Cassie. Guilt, pain, depression was all she felt for a year, until she learns that her death was never an accident but a part of some conspiracy that runs deeper than s...