Chapter Eleven

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Brett.

I woke up and looked around the room. It was worn down and the lights were flickering and dim. The walls were concrete and stained.

Is that blood?!

I got up, just to be denied. My hands were strapped down and so were my ankles.

Classy.

"Don't fight it, Brett. It'll do you no good," a woman's voice said.

"Who are you?" I spat.

She laughed. More like cackled.. Witch.

"What will do you good, though, is answering my questions. I'll ask you questions, you answer, I let you go. It's that easy, Brett. Let's start."

I growled. This bitch.

"How do you know Liam Dunbar?" She asked. My heart sank to my stomach.

"I'm not answering any of your stupid questions," I said through my teeth.

"Liam needs your help, Brett. If he were here, he would tell you himself. Just answer and I'll let you go, and Liam will be safe. So I ask again, how do you know Liam Dunbar?"

Fighting will do you no good, Brett.

"He goes to school with me. We've been friends for a while now," I answered.

"How long is a while?" She asked.

"About eight years," I said.

"But there was a break in the last year, correct? You guys got very angry with each other and lost complete contact. You came to Beacon Hills High School and now you two are talking again. Even more..?" She smirked.

I growled again but my powers were weak.

"Brett, please clarify if that's true," the woman said.

"That's right, bitch," I said, smirking back.

I pulled on the straps holding my hands down but it didn't budge. My powers were very weak now.

"One last question. Or, more like a command. You have to cheat on Liam.. and he has to find out," she said.

"We're not dating!" I growled.

She laughed again.
"Oh Brett, but I'm pretty sure you are."

"Here's what going to happen. I'm going to knock you out again, free you, and when you wake up you can go through those doors over there and leave," The woman said.

I didn't say anything, just glared at her. I didn't believe a word she said. I hope Liam's okay.

She went through a door connected to the room and came back a few seconds later with a needle. She pulled it close to my neck and I wiggled to get free, but it was useless.

"Don't squirm around. Oh, and I suggest you don't tell Liam about this.. We hear everything and I'm pretty sure neither of us want to see Liam suffer. He and I use to be good friends.." her voice trailed off, most likely because she put the needle in my neck. It stung a little bit but I wasn't awake much longer to feel it.

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