Risen (Sequel Of Rejection)

Chapter 29

Grace's POV:

Sleepless nights, no bathroom breaks and disgusting food is basically what my life has been consisting of these past few days. I would've thought that mom or Jason would find me by now but unfortunately none of them showed up. What if they did it on purpose? What if this was a sign? What if they're done with my shit for good? Well I haven't been the very best daughter to them and I have been annoying mom for 15 years now, I thought she was gonna quit on me a long time ago. I'm exaggerating. I need to calm down, mom and Jason could be with the police right now and trying their very best to find me..right? I wish I could contact them but sadly my cellphone was taken away from me, so I couldn't call or at least send them hints of where I was.

The bomb that was attached to me hasn't gone off yet, that's strange because I actually thought it would be those type of bombs with timers on it.

I need to find a way to get out of here. The warehouse had no windows inside, only doors, but every door was locked. Before figuring out a plan of escape I needed to plan out how I was going to untie myself without setting this bomb off. I don't want to explode to pieces right away. Wait... Since it doesn't have any timer on it will it still explode if I touched it? Only one way to find out.

I took a deep breath and shut my eyes. I carefully fidgeted in my seat getting the ropes on my feet loose. Luckily, my legs were skinny and these ropes were really thick so I could kind of slip right through. I wish I realized this days ago, I would've been gone by now. As I continued to move, the red light that was blinking on the bomb stopped. Then out of nowhere a loud screeching noise filled the air. What the....

"Trying to escape sweetheart" footsteps came from behind me. A guy with a tall figure, jet-black hair, blue speckled eyes, and an unbelievably gorgeous face stood in front of me. He was holding a device in his hand that was also blinking. Maybe the bomb trigged his device.

"Escaping? What?! Why would I do that I love it here" I sarcastically said giving him a fake smile.

"Good because if you actually escaped I would've then had to kill you" he smirked down at me. Hes hot and intimidating, just the way I liked them.

"As if you have the balls to do so" I responded. He chuckled at me and shook his head.

"You don't know me sweetheart or what I'm capable of" he winked at my way. A wink? Is he trying to flirt with me? I mean if he is..I'm not complaining.

"Is that what you tell yourself to help you sleep at night pretty boy" I tried to keep the conversation going. Honesty, I've been too alone especially being trapped in here, it's nice to finally have someone to talk to. Even if the person is supposed to be one of James' workers.

The pretty boy came towards my way. He tightened the ropes around my legs and examined the bomb. "I think we might need some tighter ropes your legs are way too skinny for these" he said. geez I'll take that as a compliment.

"Quick question pretty boy, how come these bombs around me aren't going off?" I said with curiosity.

"You want to die that bad?" He joked.

"No it's just that most bombs have timers on them, this just has a flashing red light? Why?"

"Because this is a special bomb, it only goes off with a push of a button, the red light is a tracking signal, if it stops blinking it alerts us if you escaped or not" he explained. Oh an advanced bomb? Okay James, I see how you're playing it.

"What if I broke the bomb myself, will anything happen?"

"Shut up you talk too much" he bluntly said. Well damn that's a little harsh. Usually I get hectic when someone tells me to shut up but this guy is beautiful so I'll let it slide.

"Grace" I blurted out. He seemed confused at first. I couldn't help myself. I wanted him to know my name so bad and plush this will give me an excuse to ask him for his name since he knows mine now.

"What?" He said.

"The name is Grace" I proudly said.

"I know who you are stupid" he rolled his eyes. After he got done fixing the bomb attached on me he stood up and pulled out a blue pill from his pockets.

"You know you're actually extremely rude for a hot guy" I said.

"You're actually extremely stupid for a pretty girl" he responded. Did my ears just hear that right? The pretty boy called me pretty. I feel like I just accomplished something in life right now.

"So you're admitting I'm pretty?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah your face doesn't look that bad, it's a shame you're too stupid" he said. Why does his rude insults and offensive words turn me on..I'm a mess.

"What's the pill for?" I said.

"For you, open your mouth" he ordered. You know, it's not an everyday thing someone offers you a pill for free and doesn't give you an explanation for it. He broke the pill in half and tried to place a piece in my mouth but I refused.

"No I'm not taking that, I don't even know what it is" I said.

"We can do this the hard way or the easy way" he said starting to get impatient with me.

"I'm up for a challenge" I said.

Instead of arguing, he just sighed deeply, "fine don't take it I'm trying to do you a favor, when you start to get dizzy don't come complaining to me." He put the pill back into his pocket. I was supposed to be the enemy, him doing me a favor didn't add up at all. Does he actually think I'm that stupid? I didn't trust him one bit so why would I believe him that the pill is supposed to help me. As far as I know, those pills might slowly kill me or something.

He walked over to the door, I didn't want him to leave so soon. Who's gorgeous face am I gonna stare at now? I'm just gonna be sitting in this old warehouse bored out of my mind again, even if he was a criminal and worked for James, I enjoyed his company. Something about him is just alluring, I don't know what it is but it's something special. I don't know if it's the fact that he's mysterious and I'm eager to know more about him or his face that'll put you in a trance within seconds.

"I didn't catch your name" I called out before he could leave.

He turned his back against me. "It's just nine." he then disappeared through the doors. Nine? What is that supposed to mean? Like the number nine? I ask this guy for a simple name and he gives me a fucking number, it's always the hot ones who don't have a very large brain.

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WHATS GOOD BABES! HOPE YOU ENJOYED THAT VERY SHORT CHAPTER! LOOKS LIKE GRACE FOUND HERSELF A NEW MAN LETS JUST PRAY HE DOESNT END UP KILLING HER IN THE NEAR FUTURE!

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