Eyes Of War

Chapter 5: Aria

I sighed as the feeling of cold water splashed against my face and dripped into my bra. That feeling of taking off your makeup in nothing but your bra and panties. I looked in the mirror and saw the mascara that oozed on my cheeks when I was crying early wash off. I took a small towel and wet it in the sink and began wiping off the rest of my makeup. It felt really good to let your face breath after being covered in makeup all day.

So you got played by her again?

I was waiting for your comment on the recent drama, IA.

And you got my comment bitch, why the fuck haven't you just killed her yet? You're nothing but a dildo to her, AR

Because I love her, IA, that's why. And plus, you don't just go around killing people. If you were even the least bit decent, you would fucking know that.

Why do you care so much. It does nothing but hold you back, it makes you weak.

Shut up bitch.

You know i'm right, my dear other half. 

I heard the door open and turned around to see the new guy, Zach. 

Hey look, it's the guy that bitch cheated on you with.

"Sorry, I just wanted to see if you were okay. I feel really bad and I couldn't live with myself unless I went to go check up on you," he said. 

"I-I'm fine, just taking off my makeup," I said, quickly turning around. He walked up behind me and spun me around so I was facing him. I dropped my makeup wipe and looked up at him. What was this feeling?

It's love, silly AR. Despite being the cold hearted bitch I am, I decide to look a bit more in on emotions.

"Will you accept my apology? I'm truly sorry for how careless Lilu seemed to be about your emotions. You're not alone though, I'm here for you," he whispered into my ear as he maneuvered my hands onto his chest. I couldn't seem to break my gaze from his eyes, he was just so stunning. It's like he put a spell on me.

He began to unclip my bra, followed by sliding it off; revealing my bare chest.

"I-I," I tried to talk but he put his finger on my mouth followed by a 'sh'. He let my bra fall to the floor and looked at me. Fuck it. I led him into my room and let him push me onto the bed. I watched him undress and every second that went by, my heart beat faster. He climbed onto the bed and on top of me. I want this.

The door bust open and there was Emmett. Shit. Me and Zach were both staring and Emmett.

"Well? What's so important that you didn't even think to knock?" I said.

"They know we're hiding in here, they sent assassins after us, Effie can hear-" Emmett was interrupted by a loud scream. "Shit!" Emmett ran out of sight, probably downstairs to see what was going on.

I threw on Zach's shirt which was oversized on me and some panties and he quickly pulled his boxers and pants up. 

We both ran downstairs and I saw something that made me jump out of my skin.

"Trent?" The word managed to slip out of my mouth. He looked me in the eye and teleported right behind me with a knife against my throat. Zach swung his fist at him but right as I thought his fist would connect with his face, suddenly the land transformed anew.

 I was no longer in the house I was hiding out in with my friends. I was in a cold, dark bedroom. I was in the corner and in my vision I could see a queen sized bed, 2 dressers by the bedside, each decorated with a lamp and a wine glass full of red wine on them. On the other side was a chair and a coffee table which also had a lamp and a wine glass on it. The room looked very fancy, but very dark. The carpet was a deep red, the walls being detailed designs featuring swirls and very nice looking patterns; all with the color pattern of red and black. The bed was perfectly made, red sheets and white pillows. It looked like a nice, old fashioned victorian room. But at the same time, it felt as if someone had been staying here. But something was wrong, where was Trent?

And right when that thought entered my head, I saw Trent teleport in front of me with a rope in his hand. He wrapped the rope around my hands and feet and tied all four limbs together. 

Fight back, AR.

"Hi baby," he said to me, making me look up at him. He let go and walked over to the coffee table. He held up a syringe and poured in a purple liquid. He walked towards me with the syringe in his hand. I kicked at him but he caught my foot and held it.

 Trent's grey eyes locked with mine. He grabbed my arm and gave me a shot of the liquid. I felt tired and weaker. He must of done that to ensure I don't try to escape. He knelt down next to me and grabbed a lock of my grey hair and tugged on it before letting it go.

"Why did you bring me here?" I asked. 

IA, what do I do?

"I brought you here because this is where you will be kept from now on, this will be your prison. Don't worry, I'm sure my mates are taking care the rest of your friends." he said, getting up and walking to the door. "You were probably the easiest to pick off out of all of them. Oh, and if you haven't already noticed, your other half is gone. You're alone in this one, Aria." He opened the white wooden door and walking out, closing it behind him and locking it. 

And he was right, I was alone. And soon I found tears forming in my eyes, I was nothing without my other half.