My face fills with a stupid smile.
"I knew there was more to you than stony defiance."
He smirks, cross armed as my smile disappears, and everything washes away except for the heat in my face, and flaring nostrils.
No fighting. I remind myself.
That is the rule that once broken, you do not matter at all.
If anyone attacks a customer, they are beat and broken, then dragged out of the room until there is only silence.
What happens on the other side of those double doors is unknown, but I'm pretty sure the room is sound proofed.
Stepping quickly in my direction, I find myself staring once again into his eyes.
As his fingertips drive their way into my jaw, he says something but all I hear is mush, then a crack as he sets my head down.
I fall.
"Wha-"
"Shush! Don't talk now. We have all the time in the world."
And then I realize, "Wait. I have...a friend. I need to stay here for her."
My eyes are searching for Violet, but I don't see her anywhere.
Unless...
I turn quickly, searching desperately for her face.
"You are making this up! Why would you care about someone in a place like this? That would be dumb."
"Violet!" Screaming my loudest, but there's no response, when I see Meridia.
Cold, why am I so cold?
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Fight Or Flight
General Fiction"No. She wouldn't!" The tears have fallen before I know it. It sounds just like Violet, fighting just to get someone else to be safer. "No. No." This can not be happening. Bailey is trapped. Forced to take almost any job. She's trying to pay off a...
