Chapter 8

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I have never heard of the name 'Nikki Bella' before. I couldn't believe that there was a crazy patient lost in the hospital here.
"I have no idea who that is. I'm calling a nurse!" I said.
I ran over to the phone on the table by my bed, and then realized the wires were cut.
"What??" I said out loud. Who did this?
"Oh no! You can't call for help, can you?" Nikki said, sarcastically.
I started shouting, "HELP! THERES A PATIENT IN MY ROOM AND SHE WONT LEAVE!! JOHN CENA!!"
"John Cena doesn't even love you. He lied to you about everything." Nikki said.
I ran over to her, shoved her and she fell backwards on to the floor. "THATS NOT TRUE!" I said.
She got up from the ground. "Ok, I'll show you." She pulled a phone out of her pocket, a flip phone to be exact. She opened it and the picture on the screen was John Cena and Nikki Bella hugging.
"So what?? People hug each other all of the time! That doesn't mean anything! And where's John Cena?" I said.
"I killed him!" she shouted.

"NO! NO YOU DID NOT! JOHN CENA WOULD HAVE KILLED YOU!" I shouted.

"Ok, maybe I didn't kill him, but what does it matter? He'll never find you anyway." she said.

"What do you mean? Didn't he bring me to this hospital?" I asked.

"This isn't even a hospital. And no he didn't bring you here. I did." she said.

"Where am I?" I asked.

"Open the bathroom door, and then open the cabinet under the sink." she instructed me.

"Okay..." I said. I walked to the bathroom door, opened it, and opened the cabinet. It led me into a separate room. The separate room was big enough for me to stand in. It was a tiny room that was not painted and there was a little candle lit on the floor. In the separate room, there was a normal sized door. I turned the doorknob and opened it. It led into what looked like a huge basement. There were people everywhere, it looked like mostly women and a few men, all dressed in worn out clothes, all handcuffed, and all standing around in this huge, dimly lit basement. The walls were cement and so was the ceiling and the floor. There were a few guards standing around the room.

Nikki followed behind me. "Is it all starting to make sense now? Where you are and why you're here?" she asked.

"No." I said.

"I brought you here like I brought all of these other people here. And these people all have something in common with you. They dated or married a person who cheated on me." she said.

I stared around and couldn't believe what I was seeing. A guard walked up to me and put a pair of handcuffs on my wrists.

"And by the way," Nikki said. "I'm not actually Nikki

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