DANGEROUS

Chapter 14

Genevieve

Fuck. I should've seen this coming. I can't believe this is happening right now. I was going to be tortured mercilessly (not like I haven't had anything worse than that). And the worst part was that I'm still in my mask. He won't be able to recognize me - to save me.

Justin walked up to me with a dark look. "I will only be asking you questions, questions you're going to have to answer with a nod; yes or no."

He clicked his finger and I noticed a man came beside him, handing him a small knife. "Now I'm not going to hurt you Liza. But I want you to be honest with me." I gulped down the iron taste of blood in my mouth.

"Are you working with the Chinese mafia?" I widen my eyes, shaking my head. Justin sighed, walking in closer, "I'm going to ask you again, and this time, I want you to tell me the truth." He said. I panicked, oh shit, oh crap.

He came even closer, drawing the knife on my neck. "Are you working with the Chinese mafia?" He asked more slowly.

I shook me head, he hissed, "Tell me the truth!" He draws out some blood out of my neck. I screamed from the cloth, feeling miserable. I can't believe Justin is torturing me right now. I would've escape easily, but this was Justin...who doesn't know who I am.

Hell, did that even make sense?

Might as well be stupid. I nodded my head almost rapidly while whimpering. Justin grinned, "Good. Now that we know you're cooperating with me. Answer this question," he backed off, "were you sent here to steal Elizabeth Hart's file and terminate her?"

Is that what this is all about?

To...protect me, and thought Fred's a traitor? Oh god.

He cares.

I screamed through the cloth when I felt a sudden pain on my arm, he cut me. Oh god.

"Answer me!" He roared. I whimpered and winced.

The intense pain felt...felt familiar. Flashbacks suddenly went through my vision.

"Pathetic." My father's eyes looked down at me in disgust, holding the blood knife before cutting another wound on my skin again.

I screamed when someone had punched me at my gut. Oh god. I can't believe this is happening.

I didn't want to be hurt emotionally or physically; I can take it, but emotionally? No.

God, my mind's all muddles up. What the hell was I thinking?

I nodded again. This time, feeling weak.

"Good."

I fell limp. My eyes staring at Justin's retreating back. "Put her in the dungeon." Then the door slammed close.

I close my eyes, feeling the chains coming off before I fell on the floor. When someone had grabbed me, I shot open my eyes and grabbed his head before smacking it to mine.

Someone yelled, I looked back and saw two men coming towards me. I put my hands on the ground before sliding both of my legs on the floor to let them fall limply. I grabbed a gun and shot them each in the leg, one at the chest.

I took the cloth off of my mouth and took a deep breath.

I grabbed one of their coats and their shoes.

Looking back at the door Justin had walked off to, I stared sadly. Dammit, I could've fought back - but why didn't I?

Opening a small window and fitting right out, I walked limply through the night; I had my head down and my arm clutched to my right.

That just happened. Justin, who wanted false information, tortured me. He must've thought about me lying, which was why he didn't kill me - he was still looking forward for answers.

Hours passed by until I reached a hospital. I was now sitting on the bed, a nurse tending the wound in my arm.

I sighed, staring into space, "Sad life?" A thick accent voiced in, I looked at the nurse who smiled at me.

I smiled back, sadly, "Mm, so sad." I croaked out, feeling weak at the memory of Justin torturing me. It was never his fault anyway; I mean...it's also my fault. He isn't to be blamed. "That's life, it will never be perfect, even if we try to make it perfect." I smiled at her genuinely, "Thank you." She smiled at me and nodded.

"Do not worry miss, it is not that deep, it will only close up after two or three days." Her accent was thick. I smiled, "Good, I was planning on going to California." She smiled before collecting her things, "I will send another nurse to bring you food. Have a good day fellow American." I nodded before turning back to watch a TV show.

Oh, Pretty Little Liars are on. Too bad it's translated into Russian.

* * * * *

I found Fred's car parked on the side of the lake as I arrived. I knocked and he opened it. "Oh god. I can't believe that just happened. I'm sorry, I should've saw it coming." He said.

I smiled lightly, "No. It's okay."

"Where are you planning to go? I already transferred the file."

"I'm going to Cali for just one day. I'm going to have to inform my friends about it."

I picked up my phone from my bag and dialed Livy. "Hello." Her groggily voice answered. "Hey Livy, I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to stay a bit more. I just had dinner with my cousin and she begged me to stay until I return tomorrow, is that okay."

"Okay. Just let me sleep." I chuckled, "Good night." I hung up. I sighed, facing Fred; "I'm going to pick up some things at the hotel before I fly out again."

"Okay."

Fred started the car before driving off to my hotel.

What a day.