It's your fault

Chapter twenty-six: What!

Three days later

Alice P.O.V

"Are you okay?" He asks. I feel lightheaded and my stomach is turning. "No!" I take a deep breath.

"I'm going to be sick!" I clutch my stomach and rock back and forth trying to ease the sickness. "Fuck!" I cry out.

He goes to the other side of the room bringing back a metal trash can. "Here!" His voice shaky. I hurry and grab the trash can and immediately let it all out.

Why in the fuck am I throwing up? Did I eat something that was bad?

I puke a couple more times before I finally feel fine.

"You feel better?" Ethan asks. I nod with a yes as I wipe my mouth. The taste is terrible. After I'm done getting sick I carefully lay back down.

"Do you feel sick?" I ask Ethan as I roll over and cover myself up, moving like a sloth. Ethan creeps his way up behind me and lays with his arm around me.

"No." He says. "It's probably just something you ate." He rubs my tummy, making me drift to sleep.

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Ethan P.O.V

I cuddle with Alice as she sleeps, thinking of endless possibilities. As I watch Alice sleep, it pains me to see her struggle, her low cries as she may be dreaming about the horror she's experienced.

Out of nowhere I here the best door creep open. I look over my shoulder to find Colton walking in. Not wanting to disturb Alice I carefully remove my arm and inch my way off of the bed.

"What the fuck did you guys do to Alice?!" I shout/whisper. He looks past me and over to Alice. "Hello!" Same tone used again.

Colton looks anxious, he rubs his chin as if he's confused or worried. He looks everywhere else but at me.

"What are you talking about?" I see he chooses to play dumb. "She got sick, she was throwing up!" I try to keep my voice to a low. It's very hard to do so when your pissed off.

This asshole stands in front of me like he doesn't know a thing. I got to give it to him he's good at playing dumb. This entire thing is bullshit! We've been locked up here for I don't even know how long.

Alice has been getting tortured since the very first day we got here. Now she's sick and I have no idea why or if it's serious, they could have poisoned her.

Colton P.O.V

"She got sick, she was throwing up!"

I need to talk to Taretto! This part I can't handle with. What am I going to tell this dickhead until I speak with Taretto?

"We didn't do anything but I'll get her to our care unit here in the mansion." There, that should keep him calm just long enough so I can get to Taretto.

"I'll take her there now." I go to get Alice but Ethan stops me from doing so. He's really hitting my last nerve, he is so fucking lucky I don't break his fucking arm.

"Do you want her better or not?!" I shove him off of me and make my way to Alice, of course Ethan's pussy ass is right behind me.

I lean onto the bed, before I wake her I take a second to look at her. She sleeps peacefully, she looks so beautiful. Ethan doesn't deserve such a beautiful girl.

I reach out and gently nudge her shoulder.

"Alice."

Alice P.O.V

"Alice." A voice says as I feel a touch on my shoulder. I open my eyes and slowly begin to roll over, facing whoever is calling my name.

I turn to see Colton in my face, he looks worried.

"What?" I ask, rubbing my eyes. "Do you feel okay?" I sit myself up and sit facing Colton. "Not really." My eyes squinted as I look past Colton to lay eyes on Ethan who's standing close by also looking worried.

"Can you tell me what's bothering you? Your stomach, your head?" Why does he care if I feel sick? "Both, I feel nauseous." Colton turns his head like he's thinking about something.

"Come on, I'm going to take you to our care unit." He takes my hand and tried to help me up but I push him away. "Why can't you just give me medicine or something?!" My head is now pounding as I get all worked up.

"Babe I think you should listen, what if it's something serious?" Ethan puts his thoughts in. "If it is something serious I'm sure it's because of these assholes!" I shoot a glare at Colton. He looks hurt like he's one of the good guys. Yeah right, everyone in here is fucked up!

"I really think you should go Alice." Ethan's eyes are pleading with me, making me weak. "Uh, fine I'll go." I huff my words out and start to make my way off of the bed before Colton tries to help me.

"I've got it!" I snap at him, flinging my arm implying I don't want him to touch me. That's when Ethan steps in and takes my arm and keeps me steady.

My headache is making me a bit dizzy. Uh oh the sickness is coming back. I try to quickly get the trash can before puking on the floor. I make it just in time.

Ethan was kind enough to hold my hair back as I let out my sickness.

"Thanks." I wipe my mouth. Ethan helps me back up and walks with me as we follow Colton to this care unit.

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I'm laying on what seems to be the same hospital bed I was in before. Colton made Ethan wait out in the hall.

I lay looking all around at my surroundings. I find myself looking at a metal slay holding what seems to be surgical tools. Then my eyes wander to the things hanging on the walls, also doctor materials.

Finally my eyes lay on the swinging light thing that hovers above my pounding head. Then incomes a guy wearing a white over coat and blue doctorish pants. He has a clipboard in his hand also.

He looks at me before going over to Colton who was sitting alone in the corner. They exchange words, which I cannot hear from my bed then Colton gives me a don't-worry look before exiting the room.

My eyes stay on the doctor person as he goes over to the metal tray. He has his back turned but he seems to be messing with something. I can hear the objects clinking against the metal tray.

"Excuse me, what are you going to do?" My voice shaking. He keeps his back turned as he speaks. "I'm just going to run a couple of tests to see if your still in good health."

If I'm not in good health I know exactly why. This shithole with these guys who are so disgusting and degrading towards any woman I bet.

The doctor turns around with a syringe in his hand. I immediately start to freak out.

"What is that for?!" I push myself up, now sitting up completely. He walks over to the left side of my bed and taps on the needle. "This is just to calm you down." His tone cold and grim.

"I don't need a fucking needle just run the damn test and let me go!" He gives a sinister grin and lunges to hold me down. I try and try to fight him back but before I could do anything drastic he sticks the needle right in my neck.

With in no time I begin to feel drowsy and my eyelids begin to feel like they weigh a ton. I lay my head back and drift away into an unwanted sleep.