Chapter 22

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Ruth's POV
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I sit in the corner, Ben kneeling in front of me. He's been telling me about the Mansion, and what happened and why he's here. He told me he was here to make sure they don't find us. In the back of my mind somethings questioning whether or not I should be trusting him. "I'm tired," I say, yawning. "I'm going to sleep." I stand up, and walk to my bed, pulling back the covers, then looking up at Ben. "What?" He says, a little bit cocky. I raise an eyebrow. "You gonna leave?" I say dryly. He smirks, raising an eyebrow. "Aw, aren't you gonna let me stay? Don't worry, I don't bite." He says "To hard." For whatever reason, a strange sense of dread overcomes me. I do NOT like the thought of letting him stay in my room while I sleep, even though I know he was only joking. To cover it up, I scoff and flip him off. A strange look washes over his face, something like a smug smile with cool anger in his eyes. I try not to show the uneasiness I'm feeling. "I'm coming back tomorrow." He says in a creepy, commanding voice and without another word, gets up, and walks to the TV. White light feels my vision, and I squeeze my eyes shut. When I open them again, I blink a few times, and rub my eyes to adjust them to the lighting. He's gone. To afraid to go to sleep with the chance Ben could come back, I get up, turn off the TV, and pull the plug from the wall. Not taking any chances with him, he's a creep. I get back into bed, flicking the switch on my bed side lamp. I sigh, settling into the fluffy covers.

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Rue's POV

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I wake up to the stupid sun glaring in my eyes through the window. "Fuck me." I mutter, shielding my eyes, and sitting up. My heart skips a beat as I remember.
I had the window closed last night.
Jack didn't leave it open last night, I remember him closing it before he jumped out, and I closed the curtains. I nearly scream when I hear stirring to the left of the bed. "You okay?" Jack asks, placing his hand on my shoulder. I flinch at his touch, shying away slightly. I don't exactly trust him, but why should I when he tried to kill me twice? He takes his hand away, seeing it made me very uncomfortable. I try to think of something to say, the silence killing me. I look up at him, towering above me. I wish I didn't, I feel threatened even though he his demeanour is the complete opposite of threatening. I look away to calm myself. "Are you okay?" He repeats. I look up at him again. "Y-yeah. You just scared me." I say, trailing off a little. He chuckles a little. "I have a tendency to do that." I smile a bit. "Can I get dressed?" I ask, feeling a bit uncomfortable being half naked in front of this psychopath. He laughs a bit, "I'll wait outside your room." My thoughts go straight to Ash, Ruth, Savannah and Charlie. "Well-" "They already know I'm here." He cuts me off, "Ash had a go at me." He lifts his hoodie to show the bruises across his stomach and chest, but I'm sure as hell not staring at those marks. He drops his hoodie, and even though he's wearing a mask, I can tell he's smirking.
He did that on purpose.
I look away, blushing, Annoyed and embarrassed that he caught me with the response he wanted. He chuckles a bit "Just get dressed." He opens the door, and steps out. I scowl, and get out of bed, throwing on my black-blue hoodie and black rose leggings. Walking out, I nearly walk straight into him. "Shit!" I swear under my breathe, moving back. I move as far away from him as possible without making it obvious I'm avoiding him. Again, I don't exactly trust him. I turn to walk down the stairs, expecting him to follow behind. I nearly jump out of my skin when his arm wraps around me from behind, pulling me to a stop. I look behind me in shock, staring up at him for an explanation. He's standing fulling up right, his head turned to the side, facing the window at the top of the stairs. "Jack..." He hushes me, and pulls me closer to him, which in regular circumstances would make me very uneasy, but in this moment I feel safer this way. "Jack? What's wrong?" I ask again. "Shhh!" He says again, this time more aggressively, making me flinch. "The proxies." He says quietly and urgently. "What..?" I whimper. "Get down stairs! Ben will hide you girls, but tell Ash to come up here!" He demands. I whip around, running down the stairs, my heart pounding in my chest. Whatever put Jack off edge, must be dangerous.

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