Gang || #Wattys2016

Chapter 12

Skylar's P.O.V.

Cassidy and Rylie was making lunch and I didn't have anything to do so I decided to do some cleaning. I felt so bad for Carmon, I had no idea what they were going to do to her when they found her. They told me that they had an alarm on the window and that they knew she had left, that they were testing us or something. They didn't seem to be that worried that she was gone though because apparently they had a tracking chip in the car or something.

I was in the middle of vacuuming the lining room when Damon came in carrying a limp Carmon.

"What did you do to her!" I yelled running to her.

He didn't answer me just kept walking and shoved me with his shoulder.

I almost fell over in surprise but followed him to where ever he was taking her.

He led her upstairs but no to her room, to his room.

"Please tell me what you did," I pleaded.

"I knocked her out, that's it, she will be awake in a few hours," he said closing his door on my face.

I walked to the kitchen to tell the girls she was back and what her condition was.

They seemed upset but left it alone. None of us knew what to do so they continued to make lunch as I went upstairs. I went to the bathroom and practiced stuff for my assignment at the facility.

I have to go back to the facility tomorrow. Since it's Sunday today. I go Mondays and Saturdays.

I don't really know how they expect me to survive this facility. I guess it isn't as bad as it could be though. I heard some of the girls stay their all week and only go back Mondays and Saturdays.

Everyone was called for lunch. I went downstairs hoping Carmon was their even though it hasn't even been an hour. As I made my way downstairs I heard my tummy growl when I smelt lasagna. I haven't had lasagna in forever.

I sat at the table across from the guys once again. I didn't say anything scared to make them mad. All of them just sat there glaring at me since Cassidy and Rylie were still in the kitchen, probably dishing up food. I just gave them an awkward smile and decided to examine my nails. I did that when I was in trouble or bored in class.

Cassidy and Rylie gave the boys food and then gave me food. They sat down and started eating. We didn't say anything waiting for them to say something.

The only sounds were forks on plates and Luke's chopping since he eats with his mouth open like a pig.

"It seems we have a little bit of a decision make men," Derek said looking at me.

They all mumbled yes, except Damon.

"I think we should just kill them," he said with food in his mouth.

"Don't be ridiculous," Ben said glaring at him.

"I know what we are going to do with them, I just need the truth now," Derek interrupted there bickering.

"Who's idea was this whole escape, was it Carmon's?" Derek asked crossing his arms. It seemed like he was done eating.

"It was mine...sir," I said honestly.

"Okay so tell me, what was your plan.. and for your sake, don't lie," he threatened.

"I told Carmon my plan and practically made her do it. I persuaded you to let me sleep in your room with the skills I learned at the facility...sorry but that was partially your fault. I took the keys to your office and I grabbed the keys for the vehicles and put them under Carmon's pillow. She took off when she went down to do laundry. She was supposed to go someplace where she could get help for all of us. The twins had no clue about any of this. We thought it would be easier with a low amount of people knowing," I said.

I knew I was going to be in trouble, I knew Carmon was too. But this was all us, not the twins.

"She did," Derek said looking down.

"What?" I asked him confused.

"She did, she found someone to help," he said looking up angry.

"Really?!" I stood up excitedly.

"Yeah, sadly we had to shoot him in the head and crush the phone," he said emotionlessly.

I sat back down finding myself not able to breath. I knew what was happening, I was having a panic attack. The ones I have aren't major though. I just have trouble breathing and I get cold sweats. They killed someone, actually killed someone. Carmon had to witness this whole event, and it was all my fault.

I was brought out of my daze by something hitting the floor really hard.

Oh no....Rylie.

*Carmon's P.O.V.*

I woke up cold and with a pounding headache. I got out of my bed and walked to the bathroom. I gasped when I saw myself in the mirror. My neck had a dark bruise on it. I knew what it was form, I could never forget. I can see everything that happened like its a movie in my head. Before I knew it I was crying, I couldn't stop crying. I laid on the bathroom floor and played with the purple rug.

My cries turned into large sobs as I covered my aching neck with my freezing cold hands. This isn't how I want to live my life, working as a maid for some gang. I have my whole future ahead of me. I wanted to be a writer, a famous writer. I love reading and I have been writing short stories since I was eight. I want to write a big novel, one that people love and obsess over. That is my dream...was my dream.

Someone picked me up from the ground. I flinched and started to struggle until I saw who it was. It was Damon, I know I should be the most mad at him but I wasn't. I trusted him the most, as he held me he looked so sad, I couldn't help but be distracted by his eyes. He carried me and brought me into his room, into his secret room. He set me down on the small couch in there and fixed my hair. I had no idea what he was doing so I just sat there hiccupping not moving. Once he was finished me told me not to move. I did what he said and he went to go sit at his desk. I was curious as to know what he was doing but I figured it out when he turned around with a sketchbook and pencil.

"Such beauty needs to be drawn," he said smiling at me.

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Any ship names??