-Chapter 6: Answers-

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    ~Sarah’s POV~

          I wake in darkness. My heart thumps unevenly in newfound terror. Tears threaten to overspill. I waited for many minutes on the beating I soon remembered would never come. The floor bumps again and a motor quiets, which puzzled me. After blinking and making sense of my surroundings, I came to the small observation that I was in the back of a van. Anexi and Axel were lying on the floor and Richard was against the wall. They were all asleep. Or were they knocked out?

   My question was answered when Axel groans and starts moving. He sits up and holds his head with one hand. “Damn it…” he growls.

    “A-Axel?” I whisper.

He turns toward me and blinks, “Sarah? What’s going on?”

    “I don’t know.” I seriously didn’t. I redirect the question at “Project Y” because if I didn’t know, she would.

     Yes, Master? She responds.

What the hell is going on?

      I am sorry Master. I have failed you.

Excuse me?

     They came into the house and got us. They knocked out Axel and Richard. They ran after Anexi. I could not do anything. Look in front of the van. There is a blonde man in the passenger seat. He has a remote control in his inner left jacket pocket.

And you’re telling me this because…?

     That remote can control me. Not indefinitely but for a good short while. Please Master. Once that remote is destroyed some way or another, I can help us escape again. Go.

      I look up at Axel. He was busy shaking Anexi’s shoulder trying to wake her up. Crawling on my hands and knees, I make my way to the front where the actual seats were. I climb into the empty right backseat area, where I assumed that “I” sat in. I quiet my breathing to match the first guard sitting next to me. He had a cap over his head and he leaned against the car door. He breathed low and shallow, just like his sleeping partner in the driver seat. I peer over his shoulder. My eyes catch the glint of silver sticking out of the ignition. My first impulse was to twist the keys and start driving. I also felt a tugging that was pulling me away from the desire of the wheel.

         No Master.

And why the hell not?

       They will not kill you because I am sharing this body with you. But for your friends, they have no interest and no heart. They only need me.

 Okay, okay… I didn’t want any of them to die. The thought alone made me clench my fist, wanting to punch something.

     Get the remote and break it first. Then if you still want to you can drive. Wait; do you even know how to drive?

      I mentally push her away and focus on the kidnapper. He slouched in his seat with his arms crossed over his firm chest and his head forward. I saw the shiny black remote sticking out from the jacket pocket. Holding my breath I reach slowly for the remote, listening to his quiet snoring to make sure he hadn’t woken. I briefly touch the corner of the jacket pocket and freeze when I hear someone loudly groan. Guard Two shifts his position and sleeps on. I turn my head back to my task and see that the remote was gone. Crap, was my first thought as the blonde’s hand grips my arm tightly. His head turns upward slowly and piercing cold blue eyes stared straight at me. He smiles darkly.

    “Why hello there, princess,” he pulls me closer and I thud against his chest. Now I was practically in his lap. I growl softly and he chuckles.

    “Don’t act like a vampire.” He says and leans down so his lips pressed lightly against my ear. “We both know you aren’t one.”

     “Let go of me,” I struggle to get away but being in a cramped seat, it wasn’t to my advantage. He pulls me even closer.

   “Now, why would I do that? You were just trying to steal the remote. Didn’t you know it is not polite to steal others’ belongings?” his grinning voice gets huskier. “You naughty girl. Do you know what we do to naughty girls?”

    I didn’t want to find out but I knew that I didn’t have much choice. I braced myself for the pain. I didn’t think it would hurt any worse than when Damian raped me. What he did; however; completely surprised me. He kisses my cheek and positions himself where I was sitting right on his lap. His arms still caged me; he wasn’t going to let me go but I could move freely around if I felt uncomfortable. He lays his head on my shoulder and closes his eyes. He opens them a minute later to see my reaction.

    But at that point all I was thinking was, What the hell?

Master…it was her again. Master, please don’t struggle. Just stay here. I could feel warmth spreading throughout my body. It was her; she was feeling…love for this man?! The very same man who kidnapped me and my friends? How could she?

      You do not know him like I do. Please Master. If I find a body we can go separate ways. Just please; let me stay here.

    I blink and let her take over. I crawled back into the dark space that she occupied occasionally and I watched in horror of what she was doing. She embraced him warmly, like two friends greeting each other. She kisses his forehead and he opens his eyes and looks up. It still seemed like he was looking up at me but I was not in control.

      “I missed those red eyes,” he whispers. Wait- red eyes?

“I missed your eyes too,” Project Y responds silkily. She leans closer and kisses him. He responds to her eagerly. I felt disgusted by the two. After a couple of awkward minutes for me I intervene their heavy make out session. Hey! I’m still here!

    She breaks off the kiss and grins, “Master calls. See you later.” She lets her eyes close and I crawl out of the corner where she retreats to sit. I open my eyes and faced the blonde. He grins. “Get some sleep. Both of you need it.”

      I stick my tongue out at him and he chuckles. I planned to have a long talk with Project Y. The blonde wraps his arms around me as my eyelids get heavier. My breathing slows as sleepiness washes over me. I lean my head against the closest thing I could. It happened to be the guy’s shoulder. As I was almost completely asleep, I hear him whisper, “Go to sleep, love.”

See? Even the cruel guy has a heart. His name will be revealed in the next chapter ;)

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