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Chapter Twenty Two: Secrets and Lies

I pressed the soft fabric of the towel up against my face, stepping out of the shower. Ty, Hannah, Anton, and I had gone swimming for a couple hours before our training started. I slipped into a pair of soft baby blue jeans and a white tank top with lace trim.

Pulling my hair back in to two French braids I entered the mini kitchen and grabbed a banana and yogurt. I found the purple folder Whitney had given to me along with the supply of three notebooks, a package of pencils, my laptop, and three plain white folders and shoved them all into a tote bag that had also been given to me.

I checked the map as I left my room, ramming straight into a body. I stumbled backwards but caught myself before falling flat on the floor. My head jerked up, meeting a pair of narrowed swampy green eyes.

I placed a hand over my rapidly beating heart. "Oh sorry, I didn't mean to run into you. I was just looking for—"

"Just shut up and watch where you're going next time," Anton growled his hands balling into tight fists.

I took a few steps back until I was pressed up against the door to my room. "Oh, okay. I'm really sorry Anton. It was just an accident. I was actually looking for room fifteen but I should have been looking where I was going."

Anton groaned audibly. "Oh well that's just great. I have the same training session as you."

My head swam with confusion. "Gee, all I did was bump into you and I apologized. I thought we were friends."

"I know what you thought," he grumbled, beginning to turn away. I caught his wrist and yanked him back towards me before he could leave.

"I don't understand Anton. Y-you acted like my friend. What happened?"

"Trust me, there is know way I want be friends with you, little Ms. Peppy. Sure, your pretty, so I can stand your presence and you have a chip, which means I need you but I don't like you." Anton started stalking towards me, placing a hand on either side of me so I couldn't get away.

"I can't believe you! What did I ever do to you? Think about this Anton. What's Hannah going to do when she finds out what kind of lying, deceiving, jerk you are? I see the way you look at my sister. You must have some sort of real feeling for her!"

Anton's upper lip curled into a smirk as he leaned in closer to me. I could feel his hot breath on my cheeks sending an eerie tingling sensation through my body. "You aren't going to tell Hannah or Ty or anyone else about our little discussion." He answered, his voice dark and raspy.

I snorted, un-lady like but I didn't care. "Oh really? And why exactly wouldn't I tell them?"

"Because if you do Rebecca, your ever-so-dear brother is going to be the one who pays for your mistake." Anton smiled a sadistic smile, fishing his phone from his pocket and turning it around for me to see.

His screen was filled with a picture of a boy tied up. It took me a second to recognize him as Matthew, not a boy at all. His arm was still in the white cast but was tied up above him with chains that hung from the cement ceiling. His bare feet just barely touched the cement ground, chains wrapped tightly around his ankles. A dirty cloth was tied tightly around his mouth, his eyes full of fear and pain.

Anger flared inside of me, my eyes darkening as I realized how truly evil and psychotic this boy was. I raised my fist flinging it at Anton's face but before it made contact with his freckled nose it was grabbed and forced down to my side. Anton wasn't as big as Ty but he was still strong with an athletic build. I realized this quickly as his strong grip began bruising my wrist.