Chapter Thirteen: Murder

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I spent hours watching Aiden and Jared sleep. Jared had yet to wake up and I knew Aiden was exhausted and in pain. I shook my head sadly, before glancing over at James. James had replaced Mackey about half an hour ago... or what felt like half an hour ago. I had no idea how long I had been trapped in this dull, lifeless place. It was cruel and was definitely inhumane to keep us here.

A groan made its way out of Jared’s lips, as he tried to sub-consciously move away from the rope that was tying him to the wall. I noticed as he tugged against the thickness of the rope, trying to get out of its tight grasp that it was tearing at his skin. A sigh made its way from Jared’s lips before he slowly opened his eyes, peering around the empty room, completely sweeping over both Aiden and I, not noticing that we were here too, him instantly spotting James standing at the door.

Jared blinked a few times, obviously trying to gain his vision before staring at James through angry eyes. His teeth were clenched as his hands were balled above his head.

“What the fuck do you want? Why am I here? Where are Alisa and Aiden?” Jared questioned with a growl, his voice sounding sort of scary.

James shook his head sadly, an amused smile fixated on his face as he stared at the unamused, pissed off Jared, concern visible through the hatred in his eyes. I looked at Jared pitifully, ashamed by the fact that I had dragged him here too. I had dragged everyone I loved into this mess and now if they didn’t escape they were going to die with me.

“Ryan killed the both of them, they’re dead,” James said, shrugging his shoulders thoughtlessly.

I looked at James, shocked by what he had just said. I shook my head blinking several times before staring at him again, my eyes flickering over to Jared who had sorrow filling his face as tears rose to the corners of his eyes.

“You fucking bastard, you don’t just fucking tell my best friend that me and my boyfriend are dead! Where is your conscience?” I hissed through narrow eyes.

“Alisa, where are you?” I heard Jared asked, looking around where my voice came from as absolutely no light entered the room.

“I’m chained to the roof,” I growled before my voice turned soft, “How badly hurt are you?”

“I’m fine. I was just hit over the head with a shovel, fuck that hurt,” Jared muttered.

“I know what you mean,” I muttered, thinking of the back of my head.

“You were hit over the head with a shovel as well?” Jared asked, concerned.

“I think so, I don’t know but whatever I was hit with hurt,” I replied, trying to draw my attention away from my aching head, my aching wrists and my aching ankles.

“You father is a fucking asshole,” Jared hissed through gritted teeth.

“Oh, thank you Jared, that is so sweet of you,” Ryan said, as he entered the dark warehouse.

“You’re a monster and that is no compliment,” Jared hissed back, scowling at my ‘father’.

“Oh, but it is Jared. Don’t you see, when you live away from everyone for so long insults become compliments,” Ryan replied, smiling smugly.

“If you acted human you wouldn’t have to live away from everyone,” I growled.

“I don’t get that saying, I am human. Just because I act differently to everyone else means nothing,” Ryan said, thoughtfully. “Anyway, I just thought I should come in to inform Alisa that her mother is next on the list. I miss her you know Alisa? She was such a kind woman, so lovely. Well that was until she suddenly started screaming at me and kicked me out.”

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