Breaking his Mask

Chapter 7

Hey guys, the comebacks I have used are from the internet, I know I am not that creative. 

I needed something to distract myself from my thoughts. I walked out of the closet grabbing a pair of sandals on the way out. I sat on the bed facing the mirror. I looked somber and my mood was driven into pessimistic attitude. I needed some fresh air and some company. I perked up. I slipped the sandals I brought with me on. Fixing my appearance by brushing through my black hair, I applied a moderate amount of make up.

I didn't bother with foundation or eyebrows. I lightly coated my long eyelashes with mascara and drew a thin line of eyeliner. I glazed my lips with a natural pink lipstick. I looked into the mirror and tried to smile. It looked more like a grimace. I was very good at hiding my emotions, only if I had time to process it. I cheered myself up looking forward to company. I was also slightly nervous of what Clarke had in store for me. 

I walked to the door and pulled it open. There, Frank and Louis stood on either side with their backs to the wall. They were leaning casually, one with his leg on the wall. Hearing me open the door they straightened their stance. Frank turned towards me. He had large brown eyes and was a brunette he was also very tan. His thick hair was parted to the side and combed down. He had large biceps and slightly shorter than the other guy. The other guy Louis, had ruly red curls that fell across his forehead. He had pale skin and a face dotted with freckles. He was more lean and tall than muscular. Both of them looked to be in their young twenties and handsome. 

 I smiled at them, "Hi Frank and Louis, can you take me to Mr.Clarke."

Frank turned towards me and gestured to follow them with a small smile. I wanted to make small talk and know more about them. 

I asked, "So you guys know this place pretty well? I wonder where we are?"

Frank replied with a grin,"I am Zack's brother, and Louis here is my friend. Yea we happen to know this place very well. It is nothing compared to the rest of Clarky's home. Damn, he is beyond rich. You know you are lucky to be here normally Clarky doesn't really spare difference between men and women especially if he suspects them of being spies. Well you are probably an exception, I mean after all you lured Tristan. Anderson without you know getting yourself hurt. I was there actually, Clarky had difference to his expression when you blanked out. You know that's a first. May be it has to do with you being the daughter of our rivals. Oh and I am not supposed to tell you all this. Whoops."

I was amused by Frank's rambling. But out of his rambling one sided conversation, I found many things of importance. One, that Frank's nickname for Clarke was Clarky. That made me laugh multiple times, but it also means he is close with him being Zack Wyles' brother. Another thing came as a shock, they know about my background. I was right to be nervous about what Clarke, or shall I say, Clarky had in store for me. 

Frank continued with his rambling with me by his side, Louis trailed behind us keeping quiet and distance. Clarke must have owned this entire building because we took the elevator to the 30th floor. I was right, I was at the very top. Probably to limit the chance of me escaping. It is not as if I could from Clarke and his men. I looked to my left and found Louis standing to the side of the elevator with a bored gleam in his eyes. 

I mouthed playfully," Is he always like this."

The corner of a side of his lips pulled up, and his eyes rolled while he lightly nodded his head. Hmm, no words, that is all I got out of him. Frank stopped talking as the elevator doors opened. They opened to reveal a beautiful, blonde women. She was wearing a short pencil skirt with a tight button blouse with the few on top popped open. Her outfit emphasized her long legs and model figure. Next to her stood Olive.