COME.AND.PLAY - The Final Blow *Finale* *JAMES MORIARTY FANFICTION*

26. One Chance, One Choice, One Decision

When I expected it to be James standing there I was wrong. It wasn't James. I bet you can guess who it was.

Zachary.

He stood there with his hands behind his back and a wide smirk on his face.

"My my isn't this a raunchy little sight." He grinned licking his lips. I looked at Sebastian worriedly and he pushed me slowly off his lap and stood up. I covered myself as he eyed me. "You better get the hell out of here." He said clenching his fists.

"Oh no. No. Because if I leave, I tell James what I just witnessed." He said.
"He won't believe you." I said.
"Oh really honey? What about when I have photographic evidence, better still video footage." He smirked.
"What the fuck?" I said. I looked around for a camera of some dort but couldn't see one. "You're lying." I said.
"Am i?" He asked. He walked into the bedroom and quickly picked up the lamp on the vanity cabinet and hit Sebastian over the head knocking him out. I gasped and tripped over my feet as I stepped backwards. "Don't struggle with me. Its a shame. I'm contemplating whether to make you put some clothes on or if I'd take you like this."
"Take me?" I asked.
"Yes." He grabbed my top and threw it at me and I quickly put it on. He walked over to me and grabbed my arm pulling me out the room. I whacked him on the head but it did nothing but make him angry. "You little-" he pushed me down onto the floor and I hit my head on the drawers and everything stopped. It went pitch black.

The next thing I knew I was being shaken about. I figured in the back of a van as I opened my eyes they adjusted to the dark. I looked around but I was on my own. I felt my wrists tied together behind me and my mouth had tape over it. I shuffled over to the back of the van and kicked the doors. I kicked harder and harder but they wouldn't budge. I felt a tear fall down my cheek and I was terrified. What the hell was going on?
What the hell happened to Stephanie?

The can came to a sudden halt and the doors opened. I looked up and saw Zachary. He smiled and grabbed my leg dragging me over to him. "Be a good little princess and you'll be fine." He smiled. I whimpered and he pulled me out and stood me up. I was able to walk and he had his grip on my shoulder pushing me forward to walk as he guided me towards a big warehouse in the middle of nowhere.

He walked me through corridors and opened one dark door. He shoved me inside and locked the door. I banged on the door with my feet but gave up. I looked around and saw a small light lighting up one corner of the room. It showed a knife. The knife was attached to the wall and I ran over and put my wrists against it and cut the rope. Once my hands were free I ripped the tape off my mouth and sighed.

Suddenly two big flood lights came on and the bright lights blinded me a little. "Stay calm Charlotte." I heard Zachary's voice loud and clear almost as through he was speaking through a speaker. "What the hell are you doing?" I said looking around frantically. "Don't panic. Turn around." He said.
I did and suddenly another room was lit up but the room was on the other side of a glass wall.

My eyes widened as I saw Sebastian and James strapped into a chair each. "What the..." I trailed off and ran to the glass.

James looked at me with wide eyes and Sebastian was looking down at the ground. I was panicking about everything.

Suddenly a screen lit up on the side of the wall. It shed Zachary grinning and he turned the camera to focus on something else and I realised it was Stephanie asleep in a car seat. I covered my mouth and he said, "Don't worry. She is fine. She's beautiful actually."
"Don't you dare do anything. Get me out of here. Let me go, let us all go. You're a fucking psycho I hate you a-"
"Charlotte. If you even think about saying another word, I will not be responsible for what I'm about to do." He said angrily. The screen suddenly shut off and I turned around frustrated. Suddenly a loud sound came from the other room and I looked through the glass and saw James and Sebastian looking up.

I walked closer to the glass but I couldn't see anything yet. "Charlotte," Zachary spoke, "we are going to play a game. You have one chance and one choice to make this one decision. Either save James or save Sebastian."

"From what?" I asked.

"Its simple. Whoever you save will not die. Whoever you do not save will die. The choice is yours."