10 Days//A.I. (Book 4)

*Day 6*

Kinsley's POV

A man steps into the light.

My face probably looks priceless right about now.

His dark brown eyes shimmer from the small amount of light in the room.

I'm frozen into place. No clue what to do.

I have to force my head to face Ashton, and I'm really afraid for my life, especially when I see that someone so brave and strong is so scared at this moment.

"What's wrong?" the man says with a smirk on his face.

The man smiles wickedly, plastering an ominous grin on his face.

"You guys didn't actually think you could get away from me, did you?"

I'm going to die, I thought. I'm actually going to die...

Ashton steps in front of me like a shield, guarding me.

"Don't hurt her. Or we'll have some serious problems." he threatens.

"I'm not scared of you, kid, Remember, I'm the one with all the power in this situation." a laugh escapes his blood-red lips.

"Why are you doing this? What does this give you? Locking a bunch of students in a school and taunting us like your own personal voodoo dolls."

"I get to have my own little Hunger Games." the man jokes. "I was kidding, but that's a good idea. The point is, teenagers have it so good and they don't even know it. I used to go to this school when I was your age, but I was kicked out for being homophobic. What's so bad about that? It's not like I fought kids for being gay. But I was kicked out just for that."

"And you're getting your revenge by killing a bunch of innocent teenagers who had nothing to do with that?" Ash mutters angrily.

"Well, after that incident, I lost everything. I lost my job at Taco Bell, my parents divorced. My mother decided she didn't want to be part of my life anymore, so she found a new boyfriend and went to live with him in Argentina. Do you know how it feels to be disgarded like that? Then the worse thing yet happened. My father, the base of my existence, died. He left me too. I couldn't even deal with anything anymore. I got into smoking and drugs, and I became an alcoholic. I'm going to get revenge on this school for making me lose everything good I ever had. Maybe once they experience loss of their students, they'll finally understand how I felt."

"I'm sorry for your loss but this isn't going to solve anything. Even if you did succeed, and you killed all of us, we wouldn't be that much of a loss to the school. It's only like 10 kids, it's not that critical." I try to sound confident, but not angry. Wouldn't want to piss him off.

He sighs. "It'll still be a loss, and that's good enough."

"I actually do know how it feels to be disgarded like that. My dad left me and my siblings when I was only 2 years old. I know what it's like to be raised by one parent." Ashton admits, looking down at the floor.

I wrap my hand around his warm one from behind. He squeezes it in a comforting way.

I know he's trying to make me feel safer, but this is the most unsafe I've felt in my entire life.

"Wow. Sad story." the man wipes a fake tear off his face dramatically.

It's silent for what seems like 5 minutes, though it's only been 30 seconds.

He comes forward, pulling a gun out of his utility belt and putting it up the Ashton's forehead.

"Wait!" I yell, jumping in front of Ash. "Kill me instead..he doesn't deserve to die."