Fire and Ice

Chapter Sixteen

     Alex drags me to a black SUV parked on the street.  He ties me up, blindfolds me, and throws me into the trunk.  The blindfold is kind of redundant, considering I can't see anything from inside the trunk.

     "Is this really necessary?" I ask him as he ties my hands together.  "I told you I would go with you."

     "You're not the only one with trust issues, sweetheart."  I stop talking then and when I'm left in the dark in the trunk, the realization of what I'm doing finally hits me.  I'm going with Alex.  The man who made my life a living hell for three years.  I feel like when you see people make these types of sacrifices they're supposed to be fearless and totally sure about it.  At this moment, I'm anything but fearless.  As a matter of fact, I'm terrified.  

     I'm thinking about how I'm probably going to be killed soon, probably after being tortured, knowing Alex.  I'm never going to watch Grey's Anatomy with Lexi again.  I'm never going to go to the boxing club with Emmett again.  I feel guilty because of how upset Emmett looked when I was saying good-bye.  Tears come to my eyes when I think of how Lexi will react when Emmett tells her.  I know she won't be mad at him, she's not that type of person.  She'll know that there is nothing he could've done.  If anything, she'll be mad at me.  I chose to go with Alex, knowing what it would to to the people I care about.  I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself down by telling myself that this would keep them safe.  If that means that they're mad at me, then so be it.

     I'm aware of the car moving, but I don't bother to keep track of how long we drive for or how many turns we take.  It's not like I'm going to escape.  Finally, I feel the car stop.  I hear somebody open the trunk.  That person tosses me over their shoulder and carries me somewhere for what seems like two minutes.  They sit me down on the ground somewhere that feels freezing and I shiver.  They take off my blindfold and I see that I'm in a grey room with a white mattress in the corner.  Standing in front of me is one of the masked men from the rooftop and I realize that he had carried me here.  Alex stands behind him.  

     "The color is kinda boring, don't you think?" I say, taunting him.  If I'm going to be killed by him, I might as well piss him off in the process.  My death might be more painful, but it'll be worth it.  Alex rolls his eyes and removes the ropes from my wrists and ankles.  "When are you planning on killing me?"  He crouches in front a me, an evil smile on his face.  

     "Not for a while." he answers smirking.  "I'm gonna have some fun with you first."  I shiver, and this time it isn't from the cold, it's out of fear of what he's implying.  "I'm sure you probably already noticed, but this room is cold, so that you won't be able to use your powers to escape."  He's right, I can already feel myself weakening and I haven't even been here ten minutes yet.  On the bright side, it might kill me before he gets the chance to.  "Don't look too excited.  It won't kill you." I sigh.  Of course it wouldn't.  That wouldn't be enough fun for him.

     "What do you want with me?"

     "I'm not sure if I like this new side of you."  he answers.  "You're too assertive.  That guy changed you."  I roll my eyes.

     "I apologize for realizing I can't let guys constantly walk all over me. My mistake."

     "I don't know if you know this, but you've been being watched your whole life." My eyes widen.  "The people I work for, they knew about your powers even before you did."

     "How?" I whisper, in shock.

     "Do you know who your parents actually were, sweetheart?" I narrow my eyes at him.  Of course I did.  How could I not?  "Those parents that were killed in that car crash?  They weren't your real parents."  I gasp.  I was adopted?

     "I don't believe you."

     "Believe me or not, it's your choice."  he replies, uncaring.  "Your birth mother wanted money, so she was payed to let us experiment on you.  She gave you up because she didn't care about you, just like everybody else."  I try to tell myself he's lying about the last part of nobody caring about me.  Look at how Emmett's been helping me for the past few weeks.  He wouldn't do that for a total stranger, would he?  But the rest of what Alex is saying is overwhelming to me.  The people who told me that they were my parents aren't who I thought they were and I have a mother out there who I didn't even know.  

     "But what do you want with me now?"  I ask.  "What's the point in all of this?"

     "You were a test."  he answers, smirking.  "And now, we want to see the results."  Alex gets up and starts to walk out of the room.  "I hope you enjoy your stay here."  He slams the door, leaving me alone in the room in fear of what is going to happen to me.