Sugar, Spice, Who Said I was Nice?

That Jerk

I hypothetically flipped a coin...and I decided against making a chapter in Cody's Point of View.

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"Carter, this  resistance game is getting old, so just tell me what Jonathan Grey wants with me." The deep voiced man said exasperated.

"Then stop playing games" I retorted.

"Damn it! That's it! I've enough of being patient with you, Carter! I'm going to have to make you answer me the hard way, you stubborn little punk."

I snorted. "Wow, 'stubborn little punk' seems so Disney. You really don't know me." 

"Bring in the bucket." He said in a bored tone. The metal door swung open, and there was Baldy with a large bucket full of water and he placed it in front of me. 

"What are you going to do? Give me a sponge bath? Cause that's just plain creepy."

"You'll wish it was a sponge bath. Do it." He ordered at Baldy. 

He untied me from the chair and grabbed a fistful of my hair (in which the dye was slowly coming out), and shoved my head in the bucket. I was taken by surprise so I didn't have enough time to hold my breath. I thrashed around, hoping to get out of this nasty bucket- I'm sure the water wasn't even clean. I don't even think it was water. Ew.

I was pulled out of the bucket and I gasped for air loudly. Deep Voice was chuckling like a mad man. "Are you going to tell us now, Carter?"

Instead of being a good little girl by making up some bogus lie like most heroines in a movie, I grimaced. "Is this water? Cause you really need to get a filter. This is freaking nasty."

Next thing I knew, my head was being dunked into the stupid bucket. And that went on for about a couple hours until he snapped. Like, really, really snapped. I almost pissed my pants.

"You know what? Take her to Rita, tell her to get her cleaned up, and  make her look less like a stupid brat."

I was suddenly yanked by the arms and I was dragged out of the dreaded room. He took me to an elevator and we went up to the top floor. Soon enough, we got to the top floor and the room was all white just like the rest of the building, but filled with a modern furniture. 

"Rita!" Baldy roared.

A tall, leggy blonde in a pair of Daisy Dukes and a low cut tank top walked into sight with an annoyed expression on her face. "What do you want? I was getting ready for our departure." Her English accent snapped.

Baldy shoved me towards her, and I fell to the ground. "He wants you to make her presentable. Look less like crap."

Her deep green eyes looked at me for a good few minutes. "You can go." She said to Baldy. He snarled at her and stormed out of the room. 

I looked up at her and she had a mask of sympathy on. "What the hell has he done to you?" She muttered, but it was more like she was talking to herself.

"Who are you?" 

"Carter." I said flatly.

"I'm Rita. Get up and go to the bathroom which is right down the hall to the right, take a shower and I'll put out some fresh clothes for you." She said, and walked off into another direction.

I walked down the hall and found myself the bathroom. It was like a fancy five star hotel bathroom with the jacuzzi bathtub and everything. I slowly slipped out of the hospital gown, trying not to use too much of my bruised muscles and went inside the shower.