Runaway [5SOS AU]

19- Psycho Bitch

Nina:

Opening my eyes was like wearing fake lashes. The feeling of heaviness making my eyelids physically hurt to open. My head was dizzy and tired with the absence of the drugs that were forced into my blood stream. I lifted my hands to my eyes and rubbed them vigorously. When I removed my palms I took in the cold stone room. The sound of metal grinding against stone and a final clanging signified that the imprisoning door had just been shut. I turned my head next to me and expected to see Tinaya; but there was no one. I first thought that maybe the drugs had caused myself to hallucinate that Tinaya had entered that room with me. But there was a sick feeling in my gut. I knew she was with me. I knew I hadn't imagined her into existence.

"Where's Tinaya?" I asked the three girls who were huddled together. My voice wavered but I didn't care. I couldn't be alone.

One of the girls had raven black hair with pale skin. The other was a much darker girl with tight caramel brown curls. They were both surrounding a tan blonde girl. All three of them looked dangerously thin.

"That psycho bitch with glasses?!" The pale one screamed. I realised that she was crying along with the other. But the blonde girl between them was silent. Not even heavy breathing; no, absolutely no breathing, I corrected.

"Hey, she might have social issues but there is no need to call her a psycho bitch!" I got defensive over my best friend.

The dark girl kept shaking the blonde by her shoulders and cupping her limp head in her hands.

"She killed her!" The pale girl screamed and began crying and crying and crying.

I shook my head fast and over and over again. Tinaya would never kill anyone. She would punch you hard...really hard. But she wouldn't go so far as to kill.

I hastily objected what they were saying but they ignored and continued to grieve over their lost friend. I stood there, in the centre of room, in disbelief. The only light in the room was that of what was leaking from the thin gap around the door. I began to doubt myself. Did she do it? Is my best friend a murderer?

What felt like too long wasn't long enough. The clumsy clunking of someone unlocking the door rang me from my thoughts. I moved towards the girls on instinct. As weak and beaten as they were I sill felt stronger in numbers. Did Tinaya beat them up too? Taken away before she could murder them as well? There eyes were wide and the pupils in their eyes had dilated despite the darkness.

The metal ground against the stone and dim light fell into the room. Standing in the doorway were two silhouettes. One a man, the other a woman around the same height. I begged my eyes to adjust. Soon I found that the only way I would see their faces would be if they moved closer into the room away from the hall.

I didn't make my thoughts heard but they began to move. The man turned and stood opposite the door so that if anyone tried to make a run for it, it was easy for him to stop us. The woman walked forward and kept her head hung low; not depressed like but more as if in thought. Despite this I could tell who it was and shivers ran through my body. I looked at the man and felt the sudden urge to scream, cry and run all at once. Too many emotions battled through my brain and my body went into fight or flight mode.

I chose flight.

I made a run toward the exit. I dodged around the girl and leaped out the doorway. Just as my eyes went fuzzy with the passageway light hands latched around my waist. They tugged me back roughly and held my back against a tall wall of muscle. I whimpered and tried hopelessly to get out of his grip.

"You said you'd wait for me," his voice whispered down my neck. I pushed my hands against his arms as he lifted me off of my feet. The two girls had the same look in their eyes. They hadn't even moved if you didn't account the shivering shake they had.