So we have about 4 more chapters left. YAYYYY
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And yeah not edited and don't be shy to point out mistakes because it makes it easier for me :)
Hanna's POV
My neck hurts. My head is pounding, almost like I have a hangover but more intense. I groan and try to move my arms only to discover I can't do so. I jerk my arms around some more but it's the same result. They wouldn't budge. I try my legs and it's the same as my arms.
Okay. Try not to panic Hanna. I tell myself as I now try to open my eyes. They crack open a little and I almost cry in relief that some part of my body is working. My eyes slowly squint open and focus in on my surroundings.
I'm laid facing upwards towards a concrete ceiling. A dim glow blankets the room providing little light. I however cannot see the source of the light as I can't move my head but from my peripheral vision I can somewhat make out a stronger glow coming from my right side. Other than that the room seems boring as I can't really make anything else out.
Where am I? I can't help but wonder. My memories of what happened where slowly processing in my head but I was still left confused.
Why?
Why is Ophelia doing this to me? Is she working with the Russians? But it's Ophie... Or at least I thought it was. Is she being forced? Is this a joke? What about Emilio? Is he safe or was he taken as well? They said they wouldn't take him but they could have change their minds. I have so many questions yet none are answered making me even more anxious to find out what the hell is going on.
No one has entered this room, or whatever this place is, since I woke up and I'm kinda conflicted on whether I'm relieved at that fact or worried. On one hand I wanted to see who I'm dealing with and see if I can get at least one of the many questions I had answered and on the other hand I don't want to have to deal with some unhinged person and risk being hurt.
I shiver a little as the cold air finally hit me. I mentally groan and squeeze my eyes shut as I try and will whatever these people drugged me with to go away. I stay like this for a couple more minutes before once again trying to move anyone of my limbs. I'm still trying when I hear heavy footsteps walking in my direction. I hold my breath almost unconsciously as I listen to whoever it was come closer. I so badly wanted to turn my head in the persons direction but settled with rotating my heads instead. However I couldn't make out the person as well except that they were wearing black and were very buff. I hear some shuffling and then there was a moment of silence.
"Yeah so she's awake, what do you want me to do with her?" he spoke then paused and I was a bit taken aback at how deep his voice was.
"Yeah, I don't think the drugs wore off yet." Another pause.
"Fuck off! You're not my boss." He sneered before I heard a click.
"Fucking bitch." I heard him mutter. I go to say something but my mouth does want to work either. I groan and I hear him chuckle a little.
"Yeah you're paralyzed right now so if I were you I wouldn't try and waste my time with whatever it is you're trying to do." the man said, my eyes widening in response.
You have got to be fucking kidding me!
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Ophelia's POV
Oh I could almost squeal in excitement! But I refrained from doing so as I was stuck in this safe room with all these people and the last thing I needed is attention.
The plan actually worked! I wasn't certain it wouldn't work, but of course I had my doubts. Now I just need to wait until everything calms down and then I can finally put a end to this.
The door to the safe room opens and I stand up as Rosco comes into the room.
"You all can come out now but everyone needs to go to the foyer." He said while waving everyone out.
Okay, okay. There should be nothing to worry about. They're probably seeing that everyone one is here. Well mostly everyone. No one should suspect me anyways as I was in the safe room the whole time. I grin.
We all make our way up to the foyer and wait there for whatever reason we need to be there. 5 minutes later he comes down. I feel my heart racing and a smile come onto my face as he comes walking into the grand foyer.
He steps onto the stairs so everyone can see him better. Everyone stops their conversations as Mateo stands tall and strong waiting for everyone's attention.
"We have a bit of a problem." he announced.
"Hanna and Emilio failed to get to the safe room and now Hanna is missing. I just want to know if any of you have seen anything?" my smile disappears.
Is this what this is all about. Why can't he just drop it. Hanna is gone, so what? You have Emilio and soon you'll have me! You're not supposed to care that she's gone! I feel my breathing get heavier and I look around seeing everyone shaking their heads at Mateo's question.
"Very well. You are all dismissed. Mama..." he goes to talk to his mother. I put on my "Ophie" face and go towards him.
"Excuse me Sir but is Hanna gonna be okay?" I wanna puke. He barely glances at me and I almost pout.
"I don't know." he says dismissively and I have to force myself not to stomp my foot in frustration. Why won't he pay attention to me?! Is he seriously worried about her right now! What does she have that I don't?
"Are you going to look for her?" he ignores me and walks away leaving me alone in the foyer.
Ugh! This is pissing me off! I stomp to my room and close the door. I'm tempted to throw a mini tantrum until my phone starts to ring. It's an unknown number but I know who it is.
"What?" I snapped into the receiver.
"Yeah so she's awake, what do you want me to do with her?" Marcos' deep voice speaks.
"Is she paralyzed still?" I asked.
"Yeah, I don't think the drugs wore off yet." he responded.
"Well just tie her up just encase. And don't think that because she can't move you can half ass it either. Also don't talk to her or answer any questions. I want to do all the talking when I get there. I don't need you fucking anything up."
"Fuck off! You're not my boss." he sneered and then hung up the phone. I scoff and throw my phone onto the bed. Yeah I'm not you're boss but you're calling me asking for instructions and doing as I say. Asshole.
Okay so now it's time to think. Mateo seems to be more affected than I thought he would be. It's time to change that. Which means I need to get closer and I have no problem with that.
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