Behind Closed Doors •G.D•

12.

Skylar's POV

Are you, are you
Coming to the tree,
They strung up a man,
They say who murdered three,
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight,
In the hanging tree

Those lyrics played over and over in my head as I thought and planned out every little detail to Ethan's revenge. I don't have anything solid but I got ideas.

This prick is going to deserve what's coming to him. You don't wanna mess with me I might only be 5'5 and 110 pounds but I'm made with power and knowledge.

I'm out for blood, and he started something he won't be able to finish. I starred at the ground for hours beyond hours thinking... planning.

I heard the cell doors slid open, probably Ethan coming back for another session.

"Oh my god..."

I haven't heard that voice in days, maybe weeks.  He ran over to me and cupped my face in his hands. I brought my eyes up to his and I saw sorrow and tears.

But in my eyes there was something different, the look of disgust and regret.

"Skylar I'm so sorry this happened to you! I promised to always protect you and I couldn't even do that! Please Skylar you mean so much to me, I didn't mean for this to happen..."

His eyes showed everything he was feeling I knew what he wanted to say but I just wasn't buying it. He looked at me longing for me to say something, hoping that I would forgive him.

Nope that's not how I play...

Hurt me once shame on you,
Hurt my twice shame on me..

Never again will I let this bitch play with me like I'm a rag doll.

"You and your brother are dead to me... get out of my face before you regret it..."

He looked like he got stabbed in the face multiple times, but does it look like I care? He played me, so it's my turn to play him.

He let go of my face and walked out of my cell and disappeared down the long dim hallway. He can fuck off I'm done with there shit, I'm getting the fuck out of here.

I started moving my wrists together trying to get the rope off. At this point I honestly don't care if my wrists get cut up as long as I get out of here.

My wrists have so much blood and sweat on them that it's pretty easy to get them out of the rope. I bend down and untie my feet. I stand up and instantly sit back down, I haven't walked in days and I'm in so much pain.

I stood up and gained my balance. I started limping to the cell door and opened it. I limped down the hallway and up the stairs. I slowly opened the door and saw that both Ethan and Grayson's cars were gone. All that was left was their extra car, a Range Rover. I made my way into the house.

I went to the spot where they keep the keys and saw them hanging up. Idiots... why would you leave them in plane sight?

I was about ready to leave when an idea popped into my head.

Revenge time...

I quickly went through out the house and clogged the sinks and turned them on, I smashed all the tvs, and wrecked everything in plane sight. I destroyed their house and I don't give two shits.

I quickly walked through the garage and back into the basement I walked down and into the janitors closet. I grabbed the key, gasolin, a match and spray paint. I walked to the office and looked around. I quickly grabbed their files and put them under my arm. I poured the gasoline on everything and made a trail out into the hallway.

I threw the gasoline container into the office, closed the door and lit the match.

"Rot in hell bitches..."

I threw the match onto the trail and ran down the hall. I had one last thing to do before I left. I closed the door to the basement and ran upstairs to Ethan's room.

Everything was trashed and there was water everywhere.

I took the spray paint and wrote on Ethan's wall, making sure the big white letters stood out.

"Payback is a bitch..."

I ran downstairs and got into the Range Rover. I through the files on the passenger seat and slammed the key into the ignition. I turned it on, put it in reverse and slammed on the gas.

I didn't even bother to open the garage door I just drove through it. I busted through and did a u- turn. Time to get out of this hell hole. I drove down the long drive way and to the gate. The windows were tinted so hopefully they think Im Ethan or Grayson.

They opened the gates and I drove out, not to give suspicion. I turned onto the main road and drove.

I drove for miles so I knew I would be safe to stop. I pulled over so I could put in the route to Cali cause I know I can't fly so looks like I'm driving.

Once I got it into the GPS I started driving again. I turned on the radio to try and calm my nerves cause I was in shock right now. I can't believe I just did that. But I couldn't help my thoughts wonder back to Grayson. I was really starting to like him, I thought I was falling for him...

I guess not, I was never something to him, I will always be the toy he kidnapped. Whatever... soon I'll be home in my warm bed, In the comfort of my family away from the dipshit twins.

This is going to be a long drive...