Ambitious Lies (Teacher/Student)

Chapter 25 part 2

As I open my eyes groggily, my head pounds with a mixture of hunger, dehydration and pain. I glance around at the now familiar surroundings and groan. I slip in out of sleep, everytime wishing that ill wake up and it was all a horrible nightmare. No luck there. I winde at the pain in my wrists, blood dripping onto my fingers as the rope cuts through the skin. I woke up a day or two ago, I don't really rememeber now with all thats happened, and I was scared, more scardd then I could ever imagine. Now, im just waiting to die.

To find out the man who is holding you here is someone you trusted and spoke to on a daily basis hurt like hell, James had been considered a friend. Eric had shocked me, hed watched me grow from a child, hed been a part of the family qnd he could easily betray me and be a part of this mess.

I try to swallow, my mouth covered with horrible sricky duck tape, my lios clamped together. my ankles are numb from the rope and im pretty sure just as cut as my wrists. My lovely dress ripped and dirty, my skin dirty, bloody and bruised. I dont look great.

The door opens suddenly as two men walk in carrying another chair and placing it opposite me. "Wake up little lady" I recognise the voice as Erics.

I look up to him, my eyes burning in the light from the door.

He smiles evily as he takes in my weakened state. The other man who I now recognise as Jared glances at me, a deep purple bruiese covering' one of his eyes, a grim expression on his face.

"Not looking quite so pretty today are you Chas" Eric comment looking at my as of yet uninjured but bruised face.

I stare at him, trying to muster as much hate as possible into one look.

Eric walks toward me, I try and flinch back, the ropes cutting into my wrists more. He grabs my head, ripping the tape from my mouth, causing me to scream out in pain.

He tilts my head back, pushing a bottle of water to my lips. "Drink" He commands. I swallow the water eagerly. My throat hurting with every swallow.

"Easy there girl, save some for later" He takes the bottle away. He walks around to theback of the hair and begins untying my bonds. I scream out in pain as he opens the wounds on my ankles. He lifts jy weak body to a standing position. "Toilet break, no funny business"

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Christian races through the council estate, memories come flooding back to the ladt time he was here, Six years ago he was here, the ladt time he'd seen Andrew. His phone bleeps as he recieves a picture from Jared s number. As he opens it he sees Charity slumped in a doorway, blood pooling by her hands, her eyes cloudy and her body limp. Terror and fear surge through Christian's body as he runs toward the abandoned council estate. His , ind goes blank as he looks at the row of houses, all empty due to bad crime and squatters. The scene of a murder here six years ago drove away the remaining residents. He runs to the nearest set of doors and begins knocking frantically, all intentions of goinb in quietly lost in the pamic of getting to Charity.

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Eric roughly drops , me back on the chair. Pulling my weak arms behind me and tying them up tightly, doing the same with my ankles.

My breath catches in my throat in fear as a witness the evil and lustful look he gives me.

"When are you going to kill me" I ask, my voice raspy and painful.

Eric looks at me "We are undecided if your going to die yet, I may want you to myself" He smiles, making me feel sick.

"Id rather die" I say defiantly.

Without warner, Eric slaps me hard with the back of his hand, my h3ad whipping painfully to the side, blood dripping from my eyebrow.

"Your not making things easier for your self girl" Eric growls in my ear. His attention is suddenly caught from outside he room, commotion can be heard just outside, a man voice can be heard shouting, it sounds familiar. The door swings open as Christian is thrown in and dumped on the chair beside mine, his face is bloodied, a large gash can be seen marking his pale shirt. My heart jumps at the sight of him, then concern takes over as he moans in pain. He turns his head to face me, his eyes focusing on me, he must have passed out, they widen at rhe the sight of me.