I felt a slight draft breezing through my arm. It was as if someone had just walked by me, and I could sense it, even though my eyes were closed.
Not trusting myself to stay quiet, I keep my eyes closed, my ears perking up to hear anything that might reveal my location.
The distant murmur of some voices catches my attention, and I try to pinpoint the direction it came from, but it was no use. My mouth felt dry, but as I was about to wet my lips, I realized that my mouth was taped shut. Furrowing my eyebrows, my eyes shoot open and I try to rip off the tape, only to see that my hands were bound to a bed.
I was in the fornication classroom. Raising my head slightly, I recognized Madame’s voice as the one I heard. She was speaking to someone. Someone too small to be a Fisherman. Squinting my eyes, his face registers in my mind and the red name clouds my judgment. So this was it, then. Justin was here and I was out of time. And my plan failed.
Remembering about everyone else, I turn my head to the desks, and my eyes widen when I see that everyone was still asleep. The Fishermen must have dragged them out here as soon as they were out cold. That meant I still had some time until they woke up to escape.
My mind sighed at me, as if in annoyance. What’s the point? One way or another, Madame will always know what I’m planning, I think to myself.
It was hopeless. I tried to think of something I could do, some way that I could get out of this mess, but nothing came to mind. I had only until everyone woke up.
It was in that split second that I understood that if Justin got away with this, I would kill myself. No doubt of it. I really had nothing to live for.
What do I have? Two amazing guys who I keep hurting that don’t even deserve me, a family that most likely gave me up, and a bunch of kids I keep letting down. Oh, and I’m about to be publically raped by Justin out of all people, in front of everyone.
The second this was over, I would take the shard of glass I still had in my pocket and kill myself.
Suddenly, everything didn’t seem so bad. It would be over soon, and when it was, I wouldn’t have to deal with it.
I wondered if there was an afterlife. If there was, I would definitely be coming back to haunt Madame. Possibly screw with her mind.
I’d also watch over John and Eli. I was sure that one day the police might discover the Institute, or that one day someone will be replaced by someone stronger than me and fulfill a plan that actually works.
Yes. These thoughts made me feel much better. I wasn’t even nervous or scared. Just waiting for death to come.
I open my eyes and stare at the ceiling peacefully.
Then it hit me. The letters! My friends wouldn’t even find out the secret!
And I wouldn’t even know who betrayed me and told Madame about our plan!
I didn’t want to die. Not just yet, at least. To be honest, I didn’t even know if I would be able to handle the Justin situation. How would Eli and John feel? I cringe, not wanting to imagine.
I hear a few shuffles from the direction of the desks. The students were coming to. Madame turned away from Justin and stepped right in front of my face, concealing me from them.
“Hello, class. Wonderful to see everyone awake and about. Now seeing as you all took part in that foolish little plan, you all have detention. But the mastermind of the plan, she has a different fate...” Madame trailed off. She definitely had everyone’s attention.
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Mystery / ThrillerYou never know how sick and twisted some people really are. Take Madame, for instance. You've probably never met anyone as demented as her. Why? She kidnaps kids. And that's not even the worst part. She makes them go to finishing school. Wh...