Falling Slowly (A GMW Fanfic)

21-Time and Trials

Riley's POV

It's been two weeks since I've seen Maya and Lucas. Today is Lucas' birthday. His eighteenth. And, I'm gonna miss it.

I sit up, and look at the other side of the room, to see Iris sitting up too. She smiles. When we were transferred, Iris and I were put in the same room, and the other girls were put all together.

"Your face looks better than yesterday. Not good, but better." she says, with a sympathetic smile.

Yeah, so when we got here, I realized that this is close to where I had my trial. And that Missy is probably here. I didn't see her when we first got here, but, oh, I did see her at dinner that day.

"Look at what we have here." I cringed at the sound of her voice.

"Hello, Missy." I say, standing up. "What do you want?"

"My revenge."

"For what?"

"Yeah. You already threw her off a building, put a gun to her head, and put her in this hell hole. What else could you possibly want?" Iris speaks up.

"I want her to pay for putting me in here." she hisses.

"You put me in here. Isn't that enough?" I ask, crossing my arms.

"For how long?" she smirks.

"10 years, you bitch." I hiss.

Her smirk grows even wider. "It should've been 20."

Then she punches me. Iris punches her, but Missy's friends come over and block the girls from reaching me. I can see the girls trying to reach me, but getting beat up for it.

Missy punches me, kicks me, pulls my hair. She does everything that she can to hurt me. Just like the night on the roof.

I can't get her off of me, so I just let her get it all out.

After about 10 minutes, she stops, and walks away like nothing happened.

The girls rush over to me, and as I sit up, I feel blood trickle down my face. I can feel all the cuts and bruises. Then, we are called back to our rooms.

Iris and the girls pick me up, and carry me out the doors. Sam, Lindsey, and Kali have to go back to their room with their guard, so Iris carries me bridal style. Then the guard rushes over.

"What happened?!" he actually sounds worried.

"The girl that tried to kill her twice is here, and beat her up. My friends and I couldn't get to her cause we were being held back by her friends. Will you help me carry her to our room?" He quickly nodded, and carries me up the stairs with Iris.

We finally get to our room, and they clean me off. I saw my self before; with cuts, bruises, blood everywhere. After isn't much better. It just doesn't have as much blood.

They lay me down on my bed, and I drift off to sleep.

This has happened everyday since we got here. Iris and the girls have actually gotten to me sometimes, but that's only if the other girls aren't that strong that day.

I have barely eaten in the past two weeks. All I get is all I can scarf down before Missy comes over. For all three meals. And a three musketeer bar every now and then. Other than that, I'm starving, and beaten up. There's really now getting better anymore. Just you know, 10 more years of this. That's all good. Whatever.