Chapter Four

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Jacob looks at me like he knows what is going on in my head. He probably knows that what I'm thinking is possibly going to get us into trouble or me into a fight. "What are you thinking?" he says to me with a cocky grin as he says it. I wonder how I'm going to tell him that I think that Lucy is hiding something, and that she possibly knows Dylan and why we are down here, and that she is hiding it from us. "I'm thinking that Lucy is down here and she knows why. She knows why she's here and why we are here, and I am determined to find out." He looks at me with shock, like what I am saying is completely crazy. "And what makes you think that leash?" he says with a cocky grin and a cocked eyebrow. "All she does all day is sit on her bed and cry and feel sorry for herself, like she did something to get her down here" I say with so much anger that I am almost in tears. "She's keeping it from us and when I find out what it is I'm going to hit he" I say that not just ass a threat but as a promise. Jacob taught me how to fight and how to punch someone correctly to make sure that it hurt, so he knows that I'm not playing around when I say this and he looks generally interested on what I have to say about it. He smiles at me and says "Well if you're going to hit her, make sure it hurts" and I know when he says make it hurt he means it.

I soon realized that I was still not wearing clothes, and this must have been making Jacob uncomfortable. I got up and rapped the towel tight around my body and moved closer to my bed and I heard Jacob gasp and move ever so quickly. I ignored it and went over to the little clothes that I had and put on a shirt and a pair of shorts that were a little too tight but I don't have a chive on what I wear down here his is all we get. I turn back around and Jacob is looking at me, a way he has never looked at me before. I've noticed this a lot more lately. He looks at me differently and more frequently. The other day I woke up and Jacob was staring at me and once he noticed I was looking back at him he looked away swiftly and pretended to be doing something, like making his bed or looking at his nail or changing his clothes. It is different and it feels weird, but not a bad weird a good kind of weird.

Anyway I needed to talk to Lucy, she couldn't get away with whatever it is that she is doing. She doesn't do anything all day and lets us do everything, even though the 'cage' is small we still need to do work around the place. The toilet needs to be emptied every day in the little whole on the ground. We need to sweep and make our beds and clean our dished before someone comes and takes them away, so that we have clean dishes for the next day. She needs to start doing something or something bad is going to happen.

"Hey Lucy, you need to do something to day and get out of bed." I say while looking at Jacob. She turns around and glares at me "I don't need to do anything for you at all you spoilt little bitch" my fists clenched at my side how dare she talk to me like that, she had no right. What she just did proved my suspicion. She knows whey where here. Hell she might be the reason we are here. I don't know but I do intend to find out. Jacob looks at me warningly, "Don't do anything stupid Alisha" he whispers to me. He knows when I am angry and this is one of those times. I don't want to do anything stupid so I look at her and say "who are you. Who are you really" she turns around hastily and says with a small grin "I'm surprised you don't recognise me sweetheart" and suddenly everything came back to me. I knew who she was and why she was here.


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